There in the living room, the figure of a child appeared.
As moonlight entered through the window, it was vaguely visible that it was a little girl.
Dressed in a plaid shirt with a large pink bow around her neck and a floral skirt, her outfit was quite fashionable.
Sure enough, she was the same little girl Huang Xiaolong and Chu Tingting had encountered while waiting for the elevator.
"Ah~~~!" The little girl looked extremely startled upon seeing Huang Xiaolong and immediately turned to run.
"Little friend, don't be afraid, brother won't hurt you. Don't run," Huang Xiaolong spoke softly.
In his voice, there was a warmth that seemed like sunlight breaking through dense clouds, triggering an overwhelming sense of trust in the listener.
"Brother~~ will... will you really not hurt me? Will you not flay me? Skin flaying truly hurts a lot, it's killing me…" the little girl muttered timidly but didn't seem intent on running any longer.
