Xia Wanwan was held in a man's embrace, the familiar scent sweeping away the panic in her heart, but she quickly lifted her head to look at Xi Muchen carefully, asking nervously, "How did you get in? Are you hurt?"
While asking, Xia Wanwan also looked defensively at Lisa, who was standing behind them.
"I'm fine, not injured at all," Xi Muchen reassured gently, looking at Xia Wanwan's bloodless face, his brows furrowing tightly. "Why do you look so pale? Were you bullied?"
"I tried to escape but failed..." Mentioning this, Xia Wanwan still felt afraid. She instinctively touched her belly, but didn't want Xi Muchen to worry, so she said, "But now everything is fine."
Though Xia Wanwan spoke lightly, Xi Muchen's face showed intense anger. He held the little woman in his arms and walked out, the oppressive air around him making Lisa involuntarily breathless.
