At six thirty that evening, on the way to the abandoned Coal Briquette Factory.
A police car sped down the street, drawing stares and pointing fingers from crowds of pedestrians.
Inside the police car, Mo Li sat in the passenger seat, her face flushed as she glared at Jun Wangchen. She seemed angry. "Jun Wangchen, why did you damage my reputation? You told all those people I was your fiancée. Do you know what kind of impact that could have on me?"
"Officer Mo, you came to me for help rescuing someone, so naturally, you need to cooperate with me," Jun Wangchen said mildly from the driver's seat.
"If I hadn't said that, that guy Han Qingyun probably would have kept pestering us. Then we could forget about rescuing anyone."
"But... but..." Although she knew Jun Wangchen had a point, Mo Li still felt uncomfortable about being called an engaged woman in front of so many people.
That discomfort passed in an instant, however. What filled her mind now was the moment Jun Wangchen had wrapped his arm around her.
For that brief instant, she had felt herself drawn into an incredibly warm embrace. With his arm around her, it was as if she had the whole world. The feeling was indescribably wonderful.
Jun Wangchen rolled his eyes. "But what? Don't tell me you think I'd take advantage of you. Ha! Your waist is so thick that holding you was like hugging a tree. Hugging a pig would be more comfortable, okay?"
"You... bastard!" Just as Mo Li had begun to feel a flicker of affection for him, his words made her face darken. She clenched her fist, ready to punch him.
Jun Wangchen gave a dry laugh. Rather than retreating, he leaned his head toward her. "Go on. Don't