Zhixi cried out in shock, "How did you get in here!"
She clearly remembered locking the door!
He Jingyao hooked up the corner of his mouth, shook the keys in his hand, then casually tossed them aside, and started walking towards her.
As he walked, he began to unbutton his coat.
Zhixi's face flushed, and she instinctively stepped back, her back unwittingly pressing against the railing.
"Don't come any closer! He Jingyao, you're already well now, there are countless women for you to choose from, please leave me alone!"
Her voice was already choking, and the tears she had restrained all night finally could not be held back.
The man had already taken off his coat, glanced at her upon hearing her words, his long legs closing in, and he grabbed her wrist in one motion.
Zhixi struggled fiercely, but the anticipated harassment didn't come, and suddenly she felt warmth over her —
He had draped his coat over her.
