Wen Wanzi froze, her mind involuntarily drifting to Bao Yancheng.
She thought of the man, who would risk everything, stepping forward time and again to protect her.
She thought of the scene when he was weakly carried off the helicopter.
In the explosion at the chemical plant, just as he had promised, he returned Wen Mu to her side unharmed.
She also thought of that heart-pounding chase in the snow, of how he instinctively shielded her.
Sometimes, even while looking at Mumu, Wen Wanzi would zone out.
Wen Mu and Bao Yancheng seemed to be carved from the same mold.
Even the small expressions when frowning, and the sharp, hawk-like focus in their eyes, were exactly the same.
Unconsciously, she found herself worrying about him, and at times losing control and snapping.
Bit by bit, she let down her guard, revealing sides of herself she had never shown anyone before.
No matter how hard Wen Wanzi tried to deny it, she could not escape the truth.