"Xiaodong!" Li Sijie almost suspected she was dreaming. She opened her eyes and cautiously turned her head, only to see Song Xiaodong's resolute and handsome face. With a soft gasp, she had already thrown herself into Song Xiaodong's arms, tightly wrapping her arms around his waist and couldn't help but softly start sobbing.
Li Sijie was usually a very strong woman, but when faced with situations she couldn't resolve and felt completely trapped, the sudden appearance of a man she liked, as if a divine weapon had descended from the heavens before her, fully revealed her vulnerable femininity. At this moment, she desperately needed the solid and reliable chest to lean on.
Song Xiaodong wrapped one arm around Li Sijie's waist, then gently patted her back twice with his hand, and softly said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to solve this for you."
