Just now, in the heavy rain, Shen Lan might have accidentally hurt her ankle while dealing with that man.
Such a minor injury might not mean much when one's safety is threatened. However, now, the moment her foot touched the ground, her sharp cry echoed due to the intense pain that stabbed her heart.
Cheng Yanqing stopped and frowned.
As he watched her take tiny hops forward with great difficulty, his thin lips tightened. He walked up to her directly, and his muscular arm girded her waist firmly.
With a burst of strength from his abdomen, the petite woman, light as a feather, instantly lifted into the air.
Shen Lan was startled and was about to scream, but when she realized she was in Cheng Yanqing's arms, she forced herself to swallow the scream.
Her nervous hands wrapped around his neck. His body carried a unique chill, coupled with the rain she had just been drenched in, everything felt topsy-turvy, and she felt slightly dizzy.
