Li Lei reassured her that Mr. Zhou was okay. He had already been rescued by someone, and his injuries were not serious. Only after hearing that was Xia Ling finally relieved.
After she was untied, the severity of the traumatic experience finally hit her. Her body was as cold as ice, and she was slightly shivering. She had been humiliatingly tied up like a desirable good that awaited to be sold at a high price… Not surprisingly, she recalled her experience in her past life when she was imprisoned by Pei Ziheng for a long and dark time. She was also trampled on, disgraced, and insulted not too long ago…
Her slender fingers were clenched into fists and curled up into a ball.
Li Lei noticed a difference in her behavior, so he took a soft fleece blanket and put it over her bare shoulders. He warmly embraced her and gently stroked her thin back.
For a while, both of them did not speak.
