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As Huo Yaojun gently wiped the wound on his forehead, he spoke. He was aware that he had been affected by the Misty Drug. The man's willpower was truly extraordinary; he had managed to endure it all.
"You’re not bad yourself!" Wang Zhaoran said, struggling to lift the corners of his mouth, feeling a bit dizzy.
Their eyes met, and they shared a smile. After this experience, they had truly faced death together. That Xue Lan was truly despicable; she would go to such lengths just to keep Yu Suihuan away from Yang Qinghe!
"Indeed, she has a heart as cold as a snake's!"
"Don't worry, I won't let her off easily!" Huo Yaojun's eyes revealed a look of disgust; he had never felt such disdain for any woman before.
Wang Zhaoran nodded slightly, and they supported each other as they entered the room.
"I'll make a call in a bit to get a car over! You guys should rest at my place first; there's no way you can go back to school like this!"
"Okay!"
Seeing Huo Yaojun hesitating in the doorway, Wang Zhaoran looked at him in confusion.
"Um..." Huo Yaojun glanced down at his own body, feeling a bit embarrassed. Earlier, he had gotten so worked up that his eyes turned red, and with his clothes soaked in sweat, it felt uncomfortable against his skin. That was why he had torn off his shirt. Now, being asked to go out like this made him feel quite shy!
"Just wear mine!" Wang Zhaoran said as he took off his sea-blue shirt and handed it to Huo Yaojun.
"Ah, thanks! I'll return the favor later!" Huo Yaojun quickly put on the shirt and stepped out of the room.
After he finished speaking, Wang Zhaoran felt that something was off about his words. Was he saying that the delivery was for him? In other words, he didn’t plan to return this item? If they went out later, wouldn’t he be the only one bare-chested?
This kid was trying to play tricks on him!
Ouch!
On the bed, Yu Suihuan let out a soft sound, indicating she was about to wake up. Just as Wang Zhaoran was about to get up, a wave of intense pain shot through his body. He had been beaten with sticks multiple times, and combined with the punches and kicks from the thugs, he must have sustained some internal injuries.
Yu Suihuan!
He called out softly, and despite the pain, he gritted his teeth and slowly moved closer to Yu Suihuan.
Hmm!
Yu Suihuan let out a faint groan, her eyes still closed. She looked somewhat pained, as if she were struggling in a terrifying dream.
Don’t be afraid, Yu Suihuan! I’m here!
Wang Zhaoran struggled to support himself as he sat on the floor beside Yu Suihuan's bed. He didn’t want to get too close to her with his dirty body from the earlier fight.
It’s okay, I’m here!
His voice was gentle as he watched Yu Suihuan’s tightly furrowed brows, feeling his heart tighten in response. He slowly reached out his hand to smooth her disheveled hair. With utmost tenderness, he used his fingers to ease her frown.
Seeing her expression relax, he finally let out a sigh of relief and quietly watched her. He thought to himself that if he could stay by her side to protect her and accompany her, then wasn’t that a kind of happiness?
Wang Zhaoran looked at Yu Suihuan, a warm smile spreading across his lips.
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