Han Qingshan ignored the speed limits as he drove towards his home as fast as he could, worried about what he had heard from his guard.
When he arrived at the park, he parked the car on the side of the road, not caring about the fact that it was a no-parking zone. He rushed into the park itself looking at every single bench, searching for Jiang Yingyue.
When he finally located the young woman, his heart trembled in his chest. Seeing Jiang Yingyue looking that weak, he felt guilty. If not for Tang Meixing, she would have been relaxing at home and feeling much better.
Jiang Yingyue was leaning back against the backrest of the bench. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her brows furrowed; she was feeling pain both physically and mentally, and she was not happy at all.
Suddenly she felt her entire body soar as someone grasped her by the waist and under the arms, lifting her up as one would carry a princess.
