Ling Fei was filled with resentment.
She gave Song Tian Mo a remote glance.
She had no choice but to get out of the car herself.
She first moved her feet outside the car, and just as she was about to stand up after setting her feet on the ground, she felt a lack of force in her legs. Barely standing, she almost stumbled.
Luckily, she was right beside the car. She quickly reached out to hold onto the car door, thus avoiding a tumble to the ground.
"Honey... my legs are weak, I have no strength," Ling Fei leaned against the car door, coquettishly called out to Song Tian Mo, reaching a hand out, hoping he would support her.
Song Tian Mo shot her an ambiguous look, "Weak legs? Then you can rest here while I go ahead. Once your legs gain strength, you can take your time coming up."
He then turned to go.
"Song Tian Mo!" Ling Fei glared at his retreating figure, shocked that he would leave her here... Her legs were genuinely weak, how could this jerk leave her behind just like that?