Jiang Yan was in so much pain that she rubbed her bottom. If she hadn't gained some weight recently, she probably would have fractured her bones. What was Yang Jian doing?
What happened to the promise of loving each other?
Why was it always herself getting hurt? Last time she dreamed that she was stabbed by him in her dream and almost died.
Before she had a chance to complain, Jiang Yan suddenly widened her eyes, because at that moment she realized that someone had appeared out of nowhere at the spot where she had just been.
A man dressed in a suit, neatly presented, but with a numb, somewhat eerie complexion.
Besides that, she saw Zhang Wei next to her, even pulling out the pair of guns he always carried on him.
He looked as if he were ready for a showdown.
"Something's wrong."
Jiang Yan quickly stood up and instinctively took cover behind Yang Jian.
She might not react quickly, but she wasn't stupid.