Chu Qianli didn't know how long she had been sitting on the ground.
Until her body became somewhat stiff and icy, it was then that she suddenly felt an unusual presence.
She abruptly looked up, took just a glance, and her eyes instantly became sore and acrid.
"...Uncle Nine."
When had he arrived? How long had he been there? Had he seen her look so helpless and pitiful?
But at this moment, the normally stubborn Chu Qianli had no intention of hiding her emotions.
She just looked at him, her eyes red.
"The ground is cold; your body is already frail enough."
Feng Dingchu bent down and reached out his hand to her, "Stand up. Tormenting yourself won't bring joy to your enemies."
Enemies...
Had she and Feng Yexuan really become outright enemies?
Uncle Nine might not know what had happened, but even he could tell she had been bullied.
"Uncle Nine."
Chu Qianli placed her hand in his large palm, letting him pull her up.
