Luosang moaned in pain. She tried to fight through the pain, shut the car door hurriedly, and guarded it to prevent those people from opening it.
In the car, Nian Junting angrily and anxiously looked out of the window. Luosang's face and body were pressed against the car, but she clenched her teeth and remained silent without moving an inch. No matter how hard those people pulled her clothes and hair, she kept hanging on. Her arms clung to the car, and her eyes showed immovable determination.
"Luosang, open the door," shouted Nian Junting; he was enraged.
All his life, he was the one who protected people, but now, he was actually being protected by a woman.
A feeling of powerlessness surged from the bottom of his heart.
He wanted to move his body, but a sharp pain from his spine prevented him from doing that.
