Zuo Hancheng glanced at Anhao, who had admitted to being scared in front of him time and time again, and his lips curled up slightly.
" Zuo Hancheng, say something. Listen, there's a sound. There seems to be the sound of a rescue vehicle outside. I can also hear the footsteps of many people running in this direction. Listen quickly…"
Anhao anxiously turned her head to look at him, but from her angle, she could only see Zuo Hancheng's bleeding shoulder and head. She could not see her eyes clearly.
It was only when Zuo Hancheng slowly turned around and looked at her that she saw the comforting smile in his eyes. Seeing that he was still paying attention to her, Anhao heaved a sigh of relief.
