Today, if he hadn't been there to pick her up along his way, if he hadn't arrived in time, would she have been slain by that villain's sharp knife?
The thought made him feel as if his blood had frozen solid, the thudding of his heart a reflection of his belated fear. He almost completely lost her!
Beiming Han swiftly snatched the bag still tightly clutched in Gu Qingxin's arms and angrily tossed it into a nearby trash can...
"Don't throw it!" Gu Qingxin scrambled up from the ground, rushing over to retrieve the bag from the trash can.
With a quick extension of his arm, Beiming Han blocked her way and dragged her towards his car, "If I ever catch you doing something this stupid again, I swear I will kill you first!"
Beiming Han spat out angrily!
"Yes! I am stupid! But, those are clothes I made for you by hand! I didn't want a thief getting his hands on them! It was my first time making clothes for someone else." Gu Qingxin suddenly shouted back, tears rolling down her cheeks.
