"Song Xiaodong, Xuanxuan, thank you for coming to save me!" Li Sijie's shyness was fleeting. Given the situation, it was obvious how terrible she felt, yet feeling grateful for having survived the ordeal dominated her emotions at this time.
Miao Xuanxuan immediately waved a hand and said, "It's nothing, President Li, no need to be polite. As long as you're fine, that's what's important. You weren't mistreated, were you?"
"I'm okay," Li Sijie gave a soft shake of her head, but the swelling on her face was enough to show she had suffered quite a bit, fortunately, her clothes, though wrinkled, were tidy which implied she had probably not been assaulted.
Miao Xuanxuan, huffing angrily, kicked Sun Dongming twice and said, "This guy is scum, capable of doing such a thing, it wouldn't be a pity even if he were killed."
