I will survive… What did it mean?
Who exactly was she and what secrets did she hold?
Countless doubts, accompanied by her carelessly spilled words, filled his heart.
"Xiao Liuliu, don't be afraid, sister is here…" Nian Xiaomu curled up her body and muttered.
Her tightly knitted eyebrows hinted that she seemed to be worried about someone.
"…" Yu Yuehan stiffened slightly. As he looked at Xiao Liuliu, who was sleeping so soundly beside her, his gaze softened.
His suspicions toward Nian Xiaomu reduced significantly after she muttered that sentence.
Perhaps he was overly sensitive.
Regardless of her identity, at least her care and concern toward Xiao Liuliu were genuine.
The sky was gradually brightening outside.
Having not slept the entire night, signs of fatigue could be observed from the gap between Yu Yuehan's eyebrows.
He walked forward and tightly drew the curtains shut.
