Being calculated

"cold?"
Allen Chen listened to her and looked around. There was no quilt in the car, so he had to take off his coat and put it on the woman.
However, even so, the woman was still shivering all over, grabbing Allen Chen's hand and continuing: "Handsome man, hold me, I'm so cold."
"Mr. Chen, you should just hold her. I don't think she's pretending."
Yang Jingna drove while looking at the rearview mirror and persuading Chen Mingdao.
Allen Chen had no choice but to hold her in his...