Xia Jin wore a thin red windbreaker and short and pretty black hair, which made her look charming and casual.

She stood in the center of the hall, with a thin and strange figure that exuded a heroic look.

As soon as Willow walked to the stairs, he saw Xia Jin standing there with a quiet look on his face. Thinking of the woman who was unconscious in bed, a cold anger suddenly surged in his heart.

After walking over a few big strides, Xia Jin looked at the flames that were flashing and dizzy in his eyes, as if there was the coldness of the Antarctic glacier. She smiled bitterly in her heart, wondering if this man was planning to strangle her to death.

Sure enough, when the person walked to her, Xia Jin was pinched to her throat before she could react. Her hand was so strong that she almost crushed her throat.

"I'll tell you," his expression was extremely sinister, "If something goes wrong with her, I won't let you go."

After saying that, he swung his arm hard, and Xia Jin fell on the carpet behind him in one step. His breathing was not smooth, causing him to cough violently and his face to flush.

She smiled slowly, holding her throat with one hand and struggling to stand up with the carpet with the other hand, complaining lukewarmly, "It's really violent."

Willow narrowed his eyes and stepped forward a few steps to pinch her shoulders. Xia Jin quickly looked up and said, "Damn it, you do it again, I will turn against you immediately."

Willow snorted coldly, "If Shu'er hadn't cared about you, would you think you could have lived until now?"

"Since you know," Xia Jin spoke slowly, "Just put away your paws, I'm not your enemy."

She stood up straight and said, "Take me to read a book."

She seemed to be a little weak, and she was a little lacking in her breath when she spoke.

Willow looked at her coldly, then turned around and walked upstairs. Xia Jin glared at him resentfully. Knowing that she didn't mean it, she almost strangled her to death, bastard.

Willow pushed open the bedroom door, and Shu'er lay quietly on the bed, with a quiet expression, as if she was just asleep.

He walked to the bed, leaned over and hugged her body gently, his lips fell on her eyes, and kissed her gently and delicately. There was a bottomless pain and anxiety in his blue eyes. He hugged her, like holding a drowning driftwood.

Only then did Xia Jin notice that the man's beautiful chin was covered with blue slag, his blue eyes were covered with blood, and his hair was like he had not taken care of for several days. His eyes seemed to be deeply suppressing a certain extreme madness.

He looked at her with unconcealed madness on his face.

"She will be unconscious like this and will not wake up for the time being," Xia Jin said softly, "Willo, she needs your help."

"What do you mean?" The previous sentence almost made him completely cold and his whole body braved a cold chill, as if all the hidden coldness and cruelty were all tuned out of his body.

"Only by working with me, she will have the chance to wake up." Xia Jin stared at the woman on the bed and spoke calmly.

Xia Jin slowly closed her eyes, "Mr. Winlk, if you believe in someone, you should believe what she believes."

She opened her eyes and looked straight at him with clean eyes, "I won't hurt her."

"You won't hurt her, you will stab her?"

Xia Jin didn't hesitate to answer his words, "Sometimes the damage is just to avoid greater damage."

"Brother-in-law," Xia Jin softened her voice, with a helpless smile on her face, "Think about this question clearly, believe me, and help me with all my strength. If you don't believe me..."
Chapter completed!