Chen Lian felt as if a wild beast were about to devour her from behind. When Jiang Jing enveloped her in light as unbreakable as a shield… especially dressed in that damn off-white tracksuit, looking far too well-behaved, she could no longer care about her conscience or pride condemning her. Gritting her teeth, she rushed toward him. “Jiang Jing, I’m sorry. Save me.”
