Feng Ye's reply came quickly.
"Okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Yao Qing lowered her head and stared at these words, her clear and handsome brows and eyes drooping slightly, blinking faintly.
If it really was Lian Jinsu, Feng Ye might not be able to protect her.
He was a complete madman, and if he truly wanted to die with her, he would swallow a timed bomb into his stomach, find her, and die together with her.
That's what he had told her when she was escaping.
She did not doubt the truth of these words in the least.
Madman, madman.
...
Because of this incident, Yao Qing told Alice.
Alice forcibly made her rest at home for a while and got several bodyguards to guard her door.
Under the guise— guarding the source of inspiration for "my Hamoden wife."
So, Yao Qing was forcibly confined at home for two days because every time she tried to leave the house, four tall, burly bodyguards dressed in black would inevitably follow behind her.
