"I'm fine. Let's go."
Zhan Lichuan's voice was extremely soft as if they would be blown away with the gentlest breeze.
Jing Qian pulled his hoodie closer together, afraid that he might catch a cold. Then, he turned around and looked at Di Yunxi, who was now a frozen statue, saying, "Young Master Di, there are still other things that we have to attend to. We'll be leaving now. Thank you so much for your help today."
With that said, she rolled up the window, and the car drove away, disappearing into the distance.
Di Yunxi stared at the car that had left for a long time.
Wasn't he just a paralyzed man?!
Wasn't it that he just couldn't move his body?!
Did he have to act so weak as if he just got bullied?!
