She could never have imagined herself ending up in such a terrifying situation.
As Du Xiaorong slowly approached her, a sense of despair began to cloud her heart.
Who would...
Save her?
A name suddenly sprang up in her mind, but that person...
Was no longer around.
Just when Du Xiaorong came close to her, prepared to punish her severely, a deep and hoarse male voice came from Du Xiaorong's mobile phone that had just fallen on the ground.
"Du Xiaorong."
Du Xiaorong paused her steps, looked down at her phone, quickly bent over to pick it up, and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother?"
"What are you doing right now?"
"Brother, I'm at your lover's side," Du Xiaorong's voice was sweetly delicate as if she were coquettishly teasing Meng Xi'er again, but at the moment, her voice only gave Meng Xi'er a chilly feeling, "It's your fault for refusing to see me. I had no choice. Brother, please don't blame me."
"Let her go."
"Will you come and visit me then, brother?"
