The warm current in her heart instantly turned to a chill.
Yan Xiaye nodded cautiously and continued to bite into the sweet and crispy candied apple. Aside from her slightly tightening fingers interlocked with the man's, she remained as calm as if nothing had happened.
The end of the street was quite far from where they parked. She quietly observed the people passing by, her heartbeat pounding in her ears, suspecting ill intentions from everyone.
Most of the time, such thrilling daily life was not in her league.
Yet just thinking that Li Yuntang was by her side was enough to relieve all of her anxiety, leaving only regret.
After all, the situation they found themselves in was all her fault.
If she had obediently stayed at the party with Li Yuntang, or brought the bodyguard along when leaving, how could she have given the enemy any opportunity?
Just as Yan Xiaye resolved not to drag Li Yuntang down, a commotion erupted around them.
