Wei Anning bit into her instant noodles when suddenly, a sinister male voice from behind startled her, causing the noodles to go down the wrong pipe. She coughed painfully, tears streaming down her face.
The sky outside the window was on the brink of dawn, and the man emerged slowly from the shadows, his elegance making the disheveled room sparkle.
He approached Wei Anning, avoiding her injured shoulder as he gently patted her back. His voice became gentle and indulgent, "Look at you, eating in such a hurry, still like a child."
Wei Anning felt extreme discomfort in her throat, the noodles were spicy, and her throat burned. With tear-filled eyes, she glared at the newcomer. If it hadn't been for his sudden outburst, would she have choked?
"Water..."
Leng Yanbo hurriedly handed her a cup of warm water. Wei Anning took it and gulped it down, feeling a little better. She wiped away her tears and continued eating her instant noodles.
