Britney and Hugh finished their meal and walked towards the elevator, without noticing that someone was staring at them intently.
Because she didn't know how long it would take, Britney didn't ask Bryant to wait. It was only when they left the restaurant that she realized Hugh didn't have a car...
Standing outside, the cold wind was biting.
Britney tightened her cotton coat a little, "Let's take a taxi!" Even though she was fully dressed, she couldn't withstand the cold wind.
The air was filled with mist as they spoke. These days, Goldmoor had entered its coldest period.
Gentleman Hugh took off his coat and draped it over Britney. "So, you're actually afraid of the cold."
In foreign countries, there would not be such cold weather like Goldmoor.
"I was fine, you can wear it yourself!
