"Did you hurt yourself when you fell?" Leng Ye didn't bother closing the car door and ran to her side, his tightly knit brows betraying his concern.
"Big brother?" Wen Nuan was arranging some of the folded pages that were disordered from her fall. Hearing Leng Ye's voice, she couldn't help but look up in surprise and call out to him. Then she smiled faintly, "It's nothing much, don't worry, big brother."
Leng Ye's fist clenched almost imperceptibly, then relaxed.
Big brother... He hated this term greatly.
"Nuannuan, why are you here?" Looking at the hotel behind her, Leng Ye squinted in confusion.
"I..."
Wen Nuan bit her lip, her nose sour with emotion again. She slightly raised her head, forcing back the tears threatening to spill, and smiled, "I just happened to pass by this road."
