However, in the face of the man's question, Xian'er stood frozen and silent, her delicate body trembling ever more violently.
"Xian'er?" the man asked again.
But the instant he spoke, Xian'er began to tremble uncontrollably, as if having a traumatic response to his presence.
Just as Xian'er was about to break down, Lin Han suddenly reached out and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
Xian'er froze, then looked over at Lin Han.
Lin Han smiled. "You okay?"
In that instant, Xian'er regained her composure, her heart filling with an unprecedented sense of security.
It was as if with this man by her side, nothing was frightening, not even if the sky itself were to fall.
At that moment, Xian'er was no longer afraid. A smile touched her lips. "I'm okay."
Her smile stunned the middle-aged man across from them.
He had never seen Xian'er smile like that.
Such charm, such... ease!
Then, Xian'er looked directly at the middle-aged man, her face icing over. "Hello, Uncle."
