240 Filled Only With His Hug (1/2)

Cries.

His ear was filled with her crying, her delicate body was deathly cold. Huo Beichen had just realized that there wasn't a single umbrella around and he had no way to get one.

Forget it. With no other choice, he awkwardly lifted his arms and sheltered Tang Mo'er's head with his hands.

Caught up in the whirlwind of emotions, she didn't seem to notice, or perhaps she was past the point of caring.

Tang Mo'er continued crying for a long time until she finally became too exhausted. Spinning around she trudged along the shore, her steps slow and heavy.

Huo Beichen's arms were still in mid-air, he looked at her back view and felt somewhat irritated. This woman was so rude she didn't even thank him.

They walked back to the streets and Huo Beichen chased at her heels. ”Hey, Tang Mo'er, get in my car, I'll take you home.”

Tang Mo'er held herself together with her two slender arms, scratching the delicate skin under her clothing. It was almost as though she hadn't heard him. She continued to walk forward without turning back.

”Hey, Tang Mo'er, what's wrong with you? The rain is getting heavier, you'd better get in my car!” Huo Beichen ran over and caught Tang Mo'er's slender arm.

Tang Mo'er pushed him away with all her might and started running away.

Screech!

A car hurtled out of the darkness and the driver slammed on the brakes. The luxurious Aston Martin stopped mere centimeters from Tang Mo'er, barely missing her.

Tang Mo'er fell on the ground in a pathetic heap.

In the prestigious car, due to the heavy rain, the windshield wipers were moving at a high speed, but the chauffeur still wasn't able to have a clear sight of the road. In an anxious voice, he reported, ”Sir, I may have hit someone.”

In the backseat, the temperature outside was dangerously low and it wasn't any better inside the car. Under the faint lighting in the car, the man was almost entirely hidden in the back seat. As they drove past the street lamps, one could catch a glimpse of his perfect facial features.

The man wore a crisp black shirt and his trousers were tailored around his long legs, his black pupils piercing and focused like an eagle in the dark night. From just one glance at him, one could tell he had profound life experience that had given him a cold and ruthless countenance.

”Go and take a look.” The man commanded emotionlessly.

”Understood.” The chauffeur was about to open the car door, when Huo Beichen appeared at the scene and picked up Tang Mo'er from the ground. Not giving her a chance to refuse, he carried her away and placed her inside his Ferrari.