Chapter 87 Lunatic

Su Jian had barely taken a few steps when she slightly bent over, her complexion pale as paper. The night wind blew, causing a dull ache in her lower abdomen, and her head also began to spin, probably because the effects of the medication had worn off.

This was a high-end villa area; it was impossible to find a taxi here. She could only walk out before calling one.

Dragging her frail body through the darkness, it wasn't long before a warm jacket landed on her shoulders.

Su Jian glanced at him coldly and casually threw the jacket to the ground.

The night wind fluttered her hair; she looked like a kitten that had been abandoned, with eyes full of emotion that made her appear soft and pitiable yet stubborn and defiant.

Zhou Lu's heart instantly softened, he sighed helplessly, bent down to pick up the jacket, dusted it off, and draped it over her again, "You wanted to go home, I will take you there."