Gong Shirao finally got ashore with his guidance.
Zhan Nanjue recalled that she said his fondness for her was an insult to her, and he immediately let go of her hand as soon as she reached the shore.
Seeing him let go so suddenly, Gong Shirao couldn't help but pause for a moment.
Probably, he hates her too now? Is it because she is his partner, so he was forced to come and find her? Yes, it must be like this.
Perhaps, it can only be like this...
Thinking of this, her mood suddenly became complicated.
His hands extended outside the umbrella, allowing the rain to wash away the mud, and then he took the umbrella from her hand and held it up again.
"There's a bottle of mineral water in the car, you can use it to wash your face and hands." Zhan Nanjue said as he took out a bottle of water from the back seat of the electric car, helped her unscrew the cap, and handed it to her.
She hesitantly accepted it.
At that moment, his phone rang.
