The cold wind struck her again.
She was shivering in the cold.
In fact, it wasn't the middle of winter - she must have caught a cold.
After getting off the car, the prestigious Rolls Royce left her behind.
Su Yin walked dizzily towards the side of the street, trying to hail a taxi.
At this time, taxis were scarce.
She stood on the side of the street for a while.
She told herself that she must stay strong.
She will be home soon, soon...
Alright.
She didn't seem as invincible as she thought.
She was standing there just fine and then suddenly collapsed to the ground.
In the moment of fainting, she was thinking, please don't let a vagrant come across me...
...
When Su Yin woke up, she was in a hospital ward.
She had an IV in her hand.
So, she was saved by a good Samaritan?
"Awake?" A low and familiar voice suddenly sounded by her ear.
She turned her head and saw Ji Zhihan sitting next to her, maintaining a distance.
Looking at her with indifferent eyes.
