The car in the distance had begun to try to change lanes and K was still confronting those people in the car. Seeing Mo Jingshen had taken Ji Nuan safely out of the car, those SUVs were ready to attack the car.
Ji Nuan leaned against Mo Jingshen's chest and slowly opened her eyes. Although she had no strength to move, she felt very safe in his arms. She had thought that she would die here today, but now she had been rescued. Making sure she was out of danger, she closed her eyes and heaved a breath of relief.
Mo Jingshen looked down at the wounds on her head and body, her swollen face, the bloodstains on her back, and the blood oozing from the corners of her mouth. Her hair fell in disorder and she was tortured beyond recognition.
His hand gently touched her face. He couldn't imagine what she had been through in the past hours.
