"Just in case," Quan Fengyan said with a cryptic smile, saying no more.
"Oh," Mu Yin didn't ask further.
She figured it was probably a bulletproof vest.
It was rare for him to be so thoughtful; did he perhaps think that since she had shot Chu Junyan, he would do the same and return the favor?
If that was the case, would that be considered an end?
Mu Yin didn't think too much about it, but seeing the worry and expectation in his eyes, she obediently put it on.
After all, there was no harm in it.
Besides, she hadn't avenged her family yet, and if possible, she still wanted to live a good life.
"Drive faster," Quan Fengyan urged the driver, perhaps sensing Mu Yin's urgency.
To say she wasn't moved would be a lie.
No one had ever treated her with such tolerance and understanding before.
No matter how dangerous, they were willing to face it with her.
It was a pity that her heart no longer had room for anyone else.
She had said the same thing to Lu Jingchuan that night.
