While Chen Ye was completely unaware, a storm was quietly brewing.
"Creak—" The door was gently pushed open by a man.
In an instant,
The evening glow behind the man surged into the room, painting the dim hut with a brilliant gold.
It also elongated his shadow, finally falling on the slender legs of the girl, her body, and even her delicate face.
"Thump... thump..."
Accompanied by an uneasy heartbeat, the figure in the girl's pupils gradually drew closer.
Her small hand clutched the armrest tightly, seemingly wanting to retreat, but hindered by her paralysis, she couldn't move.
"Do I look that scary?"
Seeing the frail girl on the wheelchair, like a frightened bird.
Chen Ye instinctively touched his face, inevitably feeling a bit of self-doubt.
Lin Jin looked at him as if Qing Jun were seeing Taoist Zhang...
"Don't be afraid, I won't eat you."
Chen Ye tried to make his tone a bit more gentle.
