He just pitied her and wanted to help her out, but if this help would bring trouble upon himself, he absolutely didn't want it.
"Okay, okay then." The girl wiped her tears, her body trembling even more.
Lin Yan went in, took one of his own clothes, and draped it over the girl.
Suddenly, the girl hugged him, resting her head in his embrace: "Thank you, thank you."
Just as Lin Yan was about to push her away, Luo Qi's incredulous voice rang out: "What, what are you two doing?"
Lin Yan pushed the person on him away as if he had been electrocuted: "Xiao Qi, things aren't what they look like."
Looking at the disheveled girl, Luo Qi scoffed: "Fine then, give me an explanation, right here."
"I met her at the elevator entrance, she was disheveled, so I just gave her a piece of clothing to drape on, don't believe it, you can ask her." Lin Yan looked at the girl.
The girl nodded slightly: "Yes, it's really like that, this gentleman just kindly helped me out, we have nothing going on."
