"Ah!"
The pain woke him up, and when he saw who was holding Mi Ai, his face changed.
"Mo... President Mo."
Mo Yuyan exuded a chilling aura, his cold phoenix eyes fixated on Lee Zhichun.
Lee Zhichun trembled all over, not even glancing at Mi Ai, and ran downstairs with big strides.
After Lee Zhichun left, Mi Ai let out a sigh of relief; Lee Zhichun had been terrifying just now.
Mo Yuyan held Mi Ai, "I'll go up with you."
Mi Ai nodded, and Mo Yuyan supported Mi Ai as they walked towards her apartment.
"I'm fine now, thank you!"
"It's good that you're fine!"
Mo Yuyan held Mi Ai's hand and walked towards the room, "Have a good rest, don't overthink, alright?"
"Mm!"
Mi Ai lay on the bed, and Mo Yuyan sat beside the bed holding Mi Ai's hand, as Mi Ai looked at their clasped hands, warmth surged in her heart.
"Sleep, I'm here."
Mo Yuyan's voice was gentle and low, and Mi Ai's lips curled up as she closed her eyes.
