After a while, he stepped away the black military boots in British aristocratic style and walked towards the woman who was holding her head and crying in the middle of the road.

The umbrella was held in front of the woman without warning.

That pair of black military boots appeared in Jiang Wuyan's tearful eyes...

She even began to wonder if she had read it wrong.

Suppressing the surging surging emotions in her heart, she tried hard to open her eyes, and Jiang Wuyan struggled to raise her head along the owner of the pair of military boots...

"Wen..." Her uncontrollable voice was like a thorn in her throat.

The original surprise and excitement were suddenly dispelled by the scene in front of me.

Jiang Wuyan raised her head and stiffened her movements.

What did she see?

A face that is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary...

I didn't remember that those eyes that were deeply engraved, without the high nose bridge, and the thin, vampire-like lips.

What caught my eye was a face that was so strange that it could not be unfamiliar.

The surprise, shock, excitement, affection, and other complex emotions in Jiang Wuyan's eyes were shedding after seeing the strange face of the visitor...

All that is left is a profound self-deprecation and despair.

She spoke, her voice crying so hoarsely, "Thank you for your kindness, although I don't know who you are."

She said it in English.

Because, she was not sure whether the other party was Chinese.

English is always universal.

After saying this, she lowered her head again.

She thought that person would leave.

However, after waiting for a long time, the umbrella above her head was still holding it without moving.

I don't know how she did it, but she felt a little angry.

After all, it is because my embarrassment is not like being pityed by anyone.

She wiped her tears hard, stood up, and said to the man in extremely indifferent to alienation, "You go, thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it." As she said that, she pushed away the umbrella that the man raised.

Yes, Jiang Wuyan doesn't need anyone's sympathy.

Even in such a lonely and helpless situation, she did not allow anyone to evade his sympathy, even if he did not know her.

However, after she pushed the umbrella away, it returned to her head.

She was inexplicably angry.

The heart is burning.

Her eyes that just cried were so edema that she couldn't see the other person clearly when she looked at people.

"I said you don't have to be kind! Get out! Stay away from me!"

She roared at him without any image. The already hoarse voice sounded even more harsh at this moment.

The man glanced at her deeply, and the depths of those black eyes that had no light at all were quickly wading through a hint of undetectable heartache.

It was dark at night and it was raining heavily, so Jiang Wuyan naturally didn't see it.

The man didn't say anything and kept pursing his lips tightly.

It took him a long time to stuff the umbrella in his hand heavily into Jiang Wuyan's hand.

There is no mercy on the verge of the beauty.

After stuffing it into her hand, he turned around and strode away without caring about whether she wanted it or not!

Leaving Jiang Wuyan behind him, he shouted, like a shrew.
Chapter completed!