Before Han Xi could finish speaking, she fainted completely; the fire beside her was still burning and appeared particularly glaring in this pitch-black night.
The helicopter and Lu Jinghan's car arrived almost simultaneously. Seeing the raging fire inside, Lu Jinghan ignored Feng Yi's attempts to stop him and rushed in frantically.
The fire inside was intense, smoke permeating the entire room. Lu Jinghan took off his jacket to cover his mouth and nose and shouted loudly, "Xiao Xi, where are you... Xiao Xi..."
The surrounding fire crackled as it consumed things, and Lu Jinghan's heart was in his throat; he had never been as scared as he was at this moment.
He couldn't bear to imagine how he would go on if he lost Han Xi.
Beside the fire, Lu Jinghan finally found Han Xi. He rushed over and tightly held the already unconscious Han Xi in his arms, refusing to let go even slightly.
As if the moment he loosened his grip, Han Xi would disappear.
