During the night, Ji Nuan woke up suddenly from sleep.
Mo Jingshen who was reading the documents of his company immediately found out she woke up. He threw the documents on the nightstand and hugged the little woman who had just woken up and sat up.
"What's wrong?" The man's low and comforting voice rang in her ear.
Ji Nuan's fingers couldn't help but tremble, nor could her shoulders; her mind went blank.
"Blood…" Her eyes were kind of straight as if she couldn't see anything, staring at a point in the room. Mo Jingshen followed her stare, only to find that her eyes were not focused at all, as if she had not quite woken up from her dream, but she looked frightened.
"I saw a lot of blood… Someone… pointed a gun at me…"
No matter how courageous she was, she was just a little woman living in a peaceful world. Although she willingly shielded him from the bullet with her body, it didn't mean she wasn't scared.
