She reached out to touch it, and immediately grimaced in pain.
"What happened?!" Chai Xiyang hurriedly checked her neck.
On the back side of her neck was a scratch, the skin broken, with traces of fresh blood seeping out.
Qiao Ning was injured when the robber snatched the necklace, scratching her skin.
After buying a bandage at the convenience store, Chai Xiyang carefully applied it to her.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked with concern.
Qiao Ning shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just a minor injury. Let's go, we should head back, first to pick up Yifan from my uncle's place, the little guy is probably still waiting for us."
"All right!" Chai Xiyang tightened his grip on her hand and led her away.
Once in the car, Chai Xiyang was about to start the vehicle but couldn't resist glancing at Qiao Ning's wound again.
He didn't know why he was so drawn to it, feeling a strangely familiar sensation.
Why did it feel familiar?
