He turned his head to look at Jing Ruo, pulling up the hood of his sweatshirt as he did so.
Zhu Lei, sitting in the driver's seat, turned his eyes smilingly toward Jing Ruo, quite attentively, "Miss Bao, please get in the car."
Then he disdainfully glanced at his own celebrity, completely disregarding that he was after all a Movie Emperor, and immediately complained, "Aren't you going to help her? Are you just going to sit there like an idiot?"
Gao Han curled his mouth slightly and with a long stride, got out of the car.
Jing Ruo waved her hands repeatedly, "No need, no need, I'm not that crippled, I've been getting quite used to the crutches these past few days... Ah!"
Her voice trailed off into a low exclamation, for her body was already lifted in the air.
The Movie Emperor's service was clearly not as simple as the agent had mentioned about just lending a hand; he was thoroughly attentive and promptly scooped her up in a princess carry and placed her in the car.
