But the Young Man Came to the Door

Gu Chengye stroked the hideous scar on Yao Jingjing's back, and tears fell on the scarlet color. "It must hurt, it must hurt." Gu Chengye was trembling and speechless. "No, it's been so long, I almost forgot," Yao Jingjing said softly to comfort him. "As long as he lives, Gu Chengye will never let Yao Jingjing receive the slightest harm again, and neither can you!"