"That's enough," suddenly, Ou Chengtian's numb heart slowly recovered its normal beat and feeling.
After a moment, he let go of the collar of the man's shirt, helped Xia Liyou up, and began to check her for injuries.
Xia Liyou stopped him from checking and quickly said, "I am fine; they didn't hit me."
Despite his disbelief in her words, Ou Chengtian insisted on checking until he saw no signs of injury, only then did he sigh with relief.
However, Xia Liyou's clothing was torn open at the chest, revealing her white underwear.
Ou Chengtian's heart, which had just calmed down, became agitated again.
Feeling Ou Chengtian's emotions changing, and the murderous intent toward that man slowly returning, Xia Liyou-afraid of what Chengtian might do again-hurriedly said, "Let's go back; I want to go home."
"Home?" He seemed to be murmuring these two words to himself.
Xia Liyou nodded, "Yes, I want to go home."
