Jiahui woke up slowly. There was a hint of worry in her heart, and her mind was blank. It had been a long, long time since she had slept properly. She had been worried that the lunatic, Guan Tang, would kill her while she was sleeping.
As soon as she thought about Guan Tang, she jolted up.
'No! I slept so deeply! Am I still alive?'
Jiahui screamed in fear when her hand suddenly touched something hairy.
Cheng Che hurriedly leaped up and hugged Jiahui. "Jiahui, don't be afraid."
Jiahui trembled as she pushed Cheng Che away. She quickly got off the bed and held a pillow in front of her.
Cheng Che, who was caught off guard, fell on the carpet, and the chair he was sitting on fell on his waist, causing him to groan in pain.
At this moment, Jiahui finally regained her senses. "Cheng… Cheng Che?"
