Xia Yinian kept running, heading towards the helipad behind Feng Family's mountain.
By the time she approached the helipad, the helicopter had already landed.
It was them, they had really come back.
Gu Beicheng, bare-chested, was carrying a woman in his arms, walking towards this side.
Uncle also had blood on him, but, the state of Yu Wanqing took Xia Yinian's breath away.
Her hair was disheveled, her gaze blank, aside from her body wrapped in Uncle's shirt, not a single spot on the limbs that were exposed was intact.
Blue here, purple there, black in places, and even some glaring red spots.
The abnormal colors starkly contrasted her pale white skin.
Looking at her bloodless pale face, Xia Yinian covered her lips, holding back tears.
If only she could cry and make a fuss, anything would be better than Yu Wanqing's current condition.
Could it be that Uncle had really arrived a step too late? Had she truly been bullied?
