"Jingchen... can you carry me?" Ding Mengxue showed a vulnerable expression, her hands tightly clinging around the man's neck.
"Okay." Fu Jingchen lifted her up in his arms and walked back to the car.
Lin Luqiu watched Ding Mengxue, who was curled up in his arms, as they made eye contact.
"Go to the hospital." The man ordered the driver. Mr. Yao had already opened the rear door of the car, and Fu Jingchen bent down to place Ding Mengxue onto the back seat.
Fearfully, Ding Mengxue clung to the edge of his clothes, "Jingchen, don't leave..."
"I won't. I'll accompany you to the hospital to have your injuries checked." Then he also got into the car without closing the door, but turned to look at Lin Luqiu.
"Get in."
Watching Ding Mengxue snuggle so close to the man, Lin Luqiu felt the scene was a bit glaring. She smiled and said, "No need, I'll take the car Mr. Yao drove earlier, so I won't crowd in with you."