"Don't be afraid, I arrived late." Mu Liang held her tightly in his arms, as if she were a treasured possession that had been lost and found again.
Qiao Xia looked up at him, her eyelashes trembling lightly, her eyes brimming with tears and a smile, brilliantly charming. In the night, she resembled a blooming blue rose.
"I knew, you would definitely come."
She had always believed he would come, that he would protect her.
Gu Xiaowu got out of the car with several men in black suits, forming a half-encirclement, trapping Liu Yitian and the four bodyguards on the highway. It was the early hours of the morning, the streets were deserted, and a light flickered in the distance, casting an eerie glow.
Gu Xiaowu chuckled carelessly, "Oh, Young Master, what a coincidence that we meet here. In this bitterly cold, ice-sealed place, you have us brothers abandon our warm beauties in the middle of the night to come look for you. How should we handle this? The resentment is running deep."
