Yu Zexiao felt a sigh of relief when he saw her. At least, although she looked a bit disheveled, she was still fine.
Beside her was Situ Xuan, who looked even worse. Covered in mud, there was not a clean spot on him, resembling a wild man from the primordial jungle, he appeared quite in a sorry state.
But as he got out of the car and saw the state Jian Anning was in, Yu Zexiao's joy instantly turned into raging anger!
Jian Anning definitely didn't look like someone whose clothes were left open, a sign of having been bullied—on one hand, she found it shameful, and on the other hand, it was to keep Situ Xuan beside her in check.
If she continued to have her shoulders half-exposed and her clothes undone, and if Situ Xuan beside her went wild again, wouldn't she be calling for help in vain? Wearing her clothes properly might prevent him from having any bad thoughts again, right?
