It rained outside, not heavy.

Angelo felt cold when she came out.

Winter was coming. Even light rain would make people clench their fists as if they could resist some coldness.

"Let me send you back."

An umbrella covered Angelo's head. She turned to look at Patrick, didn't know what expression she should give.

"No, thanks. My assistant is waiting for me."

The indifferent words even startled Angelo herself.

But she couldn't take them back.

Somehow, she smiled when Cindy came to cover a coat on her and asked, "Did you cry? Who bullied you?"

Cindy had been waiting in the car while arranging Angeline's schedule, so she didn't know...