Volume 1 Chapter 189 The Red Ferarri (1/2)

It was cold. Even though Han Luo was wearing gloves, her fingers were freezing. She put her fingers under her armpits.

'It looks like big brother Yuan and big brother Yujin will be late. Maybe I should wait inside the car.' She thought while shivering.

She was about to step forward, but then abruptly with a screeching noise, a car rushed to her direction. The car completely lost control and recklessly moved ahead.

The students screamed as they were almost thrown away by the car and quickly retreated from the road and watched from a safe distance.

Han Luo also wanted to move away but the car honked loudly and drove toward her. Her eyes widened in surprise. Her face paled. She didn't have the time to move before a figure appeared in front of her. She closed her eyes in surprise. That person leaned closer, wrapped his hands around her waist and strongly pulled her away.

After she was moved to a safe spot and finally opened her eyes and saw a boy's uniform. The boy's embrace was warm and his arm was powerful. He was tightly holding her entire body close to himself.

Han Luo looked up and saw Mo Yuan's face. She was relieved and relaxed. She leaned into his embrace. Her heart was racing. Only she knew how nervous and afraid she was.

Mo Yuan was using too much strength to hold her and so she couldn't move at all. She heard his heartbeat and it was as fast as her own heartbeat. It looked like they were both nervous and scared.

Han Luo didn't have the time to think about why he was nervous or scared. Mo Yuan's hands were on her waist. He rested his chin on her head and took deep breaths to calm his heart.

A moment later, Mo Yuan slowly loosened his hold on her. He was still leaning over and was very close to her forehead when he asked worriedly, ”Ah Luo, are you okay?”

Han Luo clutched his jacket and nodded silently. In a shaky voice she replied, ”You saved me from getting hurt.”

When the red Ferrari was rushing toward her, she had originally wanted to evade it by moving to the side. But, because he had rushed over and tightly hugged her, she hadn't been able to move.

The red Ferrari eventually stopped a few meters away from them and the driver came out of the car. The driver was none other than a sixteen-year-old boy. He had light brown hair, gunmetal blue eyes, thin lips. His body was built nicely since he worked out and practiced martial arts every day. He had an arrogant look on his face.

He looked at Mo Yuan and Han Luo crudely as if they were nothing but pests. He sneered at them and said, ”What? Did you think I would crash some trash like you? No need to worry too much. I wouldn't do that. I don't want to dirty my precious car.”

Mo Yuan's eyes were colder than the temperature of London. He hugged Han Luo closely to his chest and his eyes were seething in anger.