Extreme terror and unrest flooded over her, causing Mu Anran to tremble suddenly all over.
"Don't!"
She screamed and pushed him away.
Her shove happened to hit the wound on Yu Lingqian's thigh. He grunted, his complexion turned deathly pale in an instant, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Mu Anran's little face was full of panic, tears already swirling in her eyes.
She shrank into the corner of the bed, her defense turned into biting her lip as she looked at Yu Lingqian as if he were some flood beast.
Yu Lingqian looked down, a mocking smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "Available anytime, anywhere, as you call, this is what you said yourself when you begged me to keep you. Now you're changing your tune? Or is it because Ling Li is also in this hospital, afraid he will see you?"
As Ling Li was suddenly mentioned, Mu Anran's body shuddered, remembering the day she woke up in the warehouse and saw Ling Li covered in blood.
"Brother Ling..."
