Who the hell are you calling cowardly!
Mo Tingshen held her upright, shifting her from his right arm to his left.
Lin Shoo stood by the car, and as soon as he saw Mo Tingshen walk out, he immediately opened the back car door.
Just about to speak, Mo Tingshen glanced at him, his eyes indicating Chu Yao leaning on his shoulder.
Asleep.
Lin Shoo wisely shut his mouth, lifted his hand to protect the car roof, and drove away after Mo Tingshen had gotten in.
He had already identified a nearby property under Mo Tingshen's name, a spacious three-bedroom apartment.
Mo Tingshen placed Chu Yao on the master bed, covered her with a blanket, and stood by the bed watching for a long time before leaving.
