Under the streetlight, Qian Xiaorou had a stubborn look on her face, yet her stubbornness was mixed with grievance, her eyes were red, brimming with moisture, continuously swirling with tears.
"Going out alone without a bodyguard, I'm really at my wits' end with you!"
After being lectured by Ning Fan, Qian Xiaorou pursed her lips, turned her face away, and didn't want to look at Ning Fan at all, nor did she want to listen to his educational words.
Perhaps she had grown tired of hearing them, or maybe she was already infuriated, but Qian Xiaorou ignored Ning Fan and turned to walk towards home.
Seeing her walk back alone like that, Ning Fan hesitated under the streetlight for quite some time but eventually let out a sigh and lifted his leg to follow her.
"It's late, I'll walk you back."
