Shen Li froze completely, her mind went blank as she stared numbly at the Shen Yu before her.
His face, cold yet beautiful, his features delicate to the extreme, appeared before her in the moonlight as if he were a deity from the Divine Mansion, taking advantage of the Night Color to emerge before her.
How could Shen Yu be here, how did he come, what would the consequences be? All these questions suddenly became unimportant.
Without thinking, Shen Li rushed over and hugged Shen Yu tightly.
Crying silently, as if she had found a pillar of strength, she vented all her grievances.
"It's okay now, it's okay…" Shen Yu said softly, his left hand stroking Shen Li's black hair as he asked, "I've brought the check; first tell me, what happened?"
The frail girl seemed like a bird with its wings broken, so pitiable, so heart-wrenching. She clung to him tightly, the faint scent of her body drifting over, stirring his emotions.
