"I felt it," the gentle voice, cold as it penetrated deep into the bone marrow, "At that moment just now, she was in the fire."

Yun Zuo's heart suddenly tightened, "But if you leave this place, you may... die..."

The man coughed a few times, his face pale, "If I can't even save her, what's the point of living?"

She has been his only pillar of survival for so many years.

His sister, the only person he loves with all his heart and wants to protect everything.

The low and hoarse voice made me tremble, "I will not die until I am sure she is intact."

Yun Zuo looked up at his master. His soft hair wrapped around his cheeks in the wind. His weak body exuded an extremely powerful tenacity.

So he knew that no one could stop him.

After so many years, he has been waiting for impatiently.

A slight footsteps came from behind him. Yun Zuo turned around and saw a slender figure, wearing a constant white coat, with his hands in his pockets, and his long hair swayed gently as he walked.

Yun Zuo's dark eyes lit up suddenly, "Director Du!"

Duijo looked at the man who was as fragile as an angelic, and smiled from the corner of his lips, "Just your broken lungs and the air from the outside can easily kill you..."

The man's dark eyes followed her voice and looked at her face, and his voice was extremely faint, "What are you doing?"

Du Yiruo's eyes flicked, and his soft eyes looked over, smiling, "I'll see if you're dead..."

The man's pale and slender fingers gently tapped on the armrest, "Catch her."

Almost the moment he finished speaking, Du Yiruo was captured on his shoulder and threw it in front of the man.

Before her angry scolding could be heard, a cold hand grabbed her chin and forced her to raise her head.

Du Yiruo crashed into those beautiful and hollow eyes and suddenly shook.

After a silence of unbearable silence, the man's eyes became more unpredictable, "Go to Tianjing with me."

Du Yiruo raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Are you begging me?"

The man let go and shattered her expectation in a light tone, "You have no room for rejection."

Du Yiruo hated him the most. She used to try her best to tear the peace on his face, but she failed.

But now it's different...

He had the most fatal weakness, and that weakness was taken away by another man and controlled...

She leaned against his legs, her snow-white fingers slid across the bright red spots on his clothes. She suddenly lowered her head, pressed her side face up, closed her eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"It's so strange, your blood has brought warmth for the first time..."

The man did not push her away, his slender eyelashes drooped, covering the coldness in his eyes.

...

Thick smoke enveloped the entire warehouse, in the narrow space, when the fire was about to burn to his feet, Jiang Nuan finally untied the rope on her legs.

She got up, endured the severe pain of tearing her skin and bones, and stumbled to find a way out.

The terrifying suffocation pressured her chest. When she could die at any time, her consciousness was terrible.

She covered her mouth and nose, and every time she moved, there was a little more blood on her skirt, as if she had torn a bloody wound...

Jiang Nuan ran to the door with her last bit of strength and raised her hand to pull the door.
Chapter completed!