"Xiaozhi!" Someone pulled the man off her, a coat was draped over her, and she was lifted up in a sideways carry.
"Arrest them all!" An Yichen held Chen Zhi tightly, letting out an angry growl.
She heard the sounds of fighting, and also the pleading voices of those three men.
It was really An Yichen who had come to rescue her…
Chen Zhi opened her eyes a slit and saw An Yichen's strong jawline, as well as the anger and pain in his eyes.
Her heart immediately settled, and even her hand didn't hurt as much.
"Xiaozhi, it's okay, I'm here, you won't be in any trouble," An Yichen kept assuring her, not realizing that his own voice trembled as he spoke.
He dared not imagine what would have happened to Chen Zhi if he had been late.
He had never expected that his own mother would treat her this way…
An Yichen was in agony and conflicted. He wanted to avenge Chen Zhi but couldn't do anything to his mother.
