"Don’t move, I’ll send someone to pick you up right now," Li Qingshen said before hanging up the phone. He dialed another number, instructing in a low voice, "Drive to near the Jiale Garden Supermarket on Safety Road and pick up a girl, then take her to the Imperial Palace."
Li Qingshen then stepped on the accelerator and headed towards Safety Road.
When Li Qingshen arrived, the car he had sent to pick up Ling Momo hadn’t yet arrived.
He parked not far away. The rain was pouring down heavily, and Ling Momo was squatting by the side of the road, her head buried in her knees, in a pitiful and aggrieved posture. Li Qingshen felt an increasing ache in his heart, and he couldn’t help pushing open the car door.
However, just as he opened the car door, Li Qingshen thought that she had taken Enson’s call but not his, proving that she did not want to see him at the moment.
Maybe she didn’t even want to hear anything about him.
His presence would only make her mood worse!
Li Qingshen suddenly clenched his hand and closed the car door again, just sitting quietly in the car, watching Ling Momo.
About five minutes later, the car Li Qingshen had sent to pick up Ling Momo finally arrived.
Li Qingshen watched Ling Momo get into the car before starting his engine, turning around, and racing towards the "Imperial Palace." While driving, he called the "Imperial Palace" to have someone prepare a set of clean clothes, cold medicine, and ginger soup in advance.
When Li Qingshen arrived at the "Imperial Palace," as usual, he cut off the power supply to the house and then drew the curtains.
By the time he had everything ready, Ling Momo had arrived.
After the room’s door was shut, Li Qingshen stepped out from inside.
Despite the pitch darkness in the room, Li Qingshen could still accurately sense where Ling Momo was standing. He slowly approached her, and only when he was in front of her did he hear the faint sound of sobbing.
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He stood there stiffly for a long time before finally reaching out and gently taking Ling Momo’s hand, only then discovering her hands were wet and cold. Li Qingshen immediately picked her up and pushed open the adjacent bathroom door, walking inside.
Li Qingshen knew the layout of this house all too well—with his eyes closed, he could navigate it perfectly, so the darkness was no hurdle for him. He placed Ling Momo accurately into the bathtub already filled with hot water.
The warm hot water quickly soaked Ling Momo’s clothes, warming up her body.
Li Qingshen stood by, occasionally reaching out to check the water temperature, and only when he realized the water was no longer hot did he lift Ling Momo out of the bathtub.
Ling Momo had bathed with her clothes on, and after she got out of the bathtub, Li Qingshen began to peel off her clothes one by one. His movements were gentle, causing Ling Momo’s body to involuntarily tremble lightly.
Li Qingshen tossed Ling Momo’s clothes to one side, and then turned on the showerhead, rinsing her body. He picked up a towel, wrapped it around her body, and slowly dried her off.
After running out from Li Qingshen’s place, Ling Momo could no longer hold back her tears and started crying.
She had been wearing high heels, one of which she lost while running, and so she took off the other and walked barefoot.
As she walked, she cried from her sense of grievance, and before long, it had started to pour rain again.