After so many years, no matter when Little Xiaxia woke up from her sleep, her eyes were filled with bright lights and Xia Wanyuan's warm embrace. She had never been as dark as now.
Little Xiaxia tried to move, but she realized that the back of her shoulder hurt especially.
Thinking of the girl she had seen before she fainted, Little Xiaxia guessed that she had met a bad person.
She tried to stand up, but her hands and feet were tied. Little Xiaxia struggled for a while, but not only could she not break free, but she also knocked down a chair at the side, disturbing the people in the bedroom.
The bedroom door opened with a swoosh. Li Fei stood at the door and looked at Little Xiaxia fiercely. "If you dare to move again, I'll throw you down from here."
Little Xiaxia's eyes were filled with tears. "Let me go. My Uncle Yu will give you a lot of money."
