At the moment, Xia Sanghuan could only move her fingers freely.
She hooked the broken glass over with her fingers. The moment she grasped it, the glass cut into her palm.
But she didn't care at all. All she knew was that this piece of glass was sharp enough to cut through the annoying rope.
The sudden possibility of escaping from the difficult situation lifted her previously low spirits a bit.
Just as she was concentrating on cutting the rope, Wei Linjun suddenly walked over.
She immediately stopped what she was doing.
"Do you know?"
He suddenly blurted out this sentence out of the blue.
"I was a vagrant throughout my childhood, living a hard life. For some time, I was so poor that I couldn't even afford enough to eat."
He lit another cigarette.
"But later I met someone. That person gave me a home and sent me to school. I didn't let him down and got into a first - class university. I thought my life would go smoothly like this."
He exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Until he asked me to make some illegal drugs. He cultivated me only to use me. Since he sent me to Fernos, I've known that I'm just a tool in his hand."
As he spoke, he glanced outside the warehouse.
There was no movement.
"It seems no one will come to deliver you tonight."
He curled his lips, it was hard to tell whether he was laughing at her or at himself.
The next second, he splashed a bucket of unknown liquid on her.
An indescribable smell began to waft in the air.
The girl twitched her nose and sniffed.
Realizing it was gasoline, she quickened the speed of cutting the rope.
"Why did you have to show up just when we were about to succeed? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to do this."
"How dirty."
As he spoke, he splashed another bucket over.
The gasoline splashed onto the girl's head and went into her lungs through her nostrils.
She lowered her head and coughed violently.
"It's all because of you. It's all because of you that I was abandoned. Once I'm abandoned, I'll have no way out but death."
He splashed two more buckets of gasoline in succession.
"You don't know any of these things, do you?"
He gasped for breath, supporting his knees with both hands, looking a bit exhausted.
"Right. A young lady who has lived in a wealthy family since childhood could never understand the hardships of us common people."
He talked to himself, not caring at all whether Xia Sanghuan responded to him.
"You're wrong."
The girl said.
"I also lived in the countryside for eighteen years before I was taken back by the Fu family."
At this point, she had nothing to hide.
Hearing her words, Wei Linjun was stunned for a moment, then gave a soft laugh.
"Right."
"The little daughter who was lost for eighteen years and then found by the Fu family."
"So..."
The next second, his expression changed.
He raised his hand and pressed something.
With a "click", the warehouse door began to slowly descend.
The girl looked at him in shock.
"You probably don't have much affection for your family. Even if you die, they won't be too sad. This can even ease some of my guilt."
He took out a lighter from his pocket.
Xia Sanghuan watched the small flame flickering from the lighter, her heart pounding in her throat.
She watched helplessly as Wei Linjun threw the lighter on the ground.
The gasoline caught fire.
The flames shot up quickly. Almost in an instant, they were right in front of her.
The flames grew higher and higher, almost burning her eyes. She quickly dodged backward, and the tongues of fire just barely licked her hair.
Just when the flames were about to surround her, the rope finally broke.
She suddenly stood up and rushed out at full speed.
Even Wei Linjun didn't react in time.
But it was already too late.
The warehouse door was slowly closing.
Run!
Seeing this, the only thought in Xia Sanghuan's mind was to run as fast as possible.
However, the gap was getting smaller and smaller, almost too small for her to squeeze through.
Just when she was almost in despair, a jack was suddenly stuffed in.
Then, with a loud explosion, the warehouse door was destroyed.
The girl looked out through the hole in the door and saw Jiang Zimo with a worried face.
"Be careful!"
The next second, the young man's eyes widened.
He grabbed the girl into his arms, then turned around with her in his arms.
With a "boom", the gasoline exploded.
Almost instantly, Wei Linjun, who was still inside, was swallowed by the flames.
The girl stared blankly up, looking completely stunned.
Jiang Zimo ignored the burning pain on his back and quickly asked,
"Sanghuan, are you okay?"
She opened her mouth, just about to speak, but the next second she fainted.
She had lost too much blood.
...
Looking at Xia Sanghuan, pale - faced and receiving a blood transfusion on the hospital bed, Leng Chuanjin didn't even know how to react.
He wanted to hold the girl's hand, but he didn't dare.
This time he really...
He buried his face in his hands remorsefully, suffering from self - condemnation.
If Li Ran and Jiang Zimo hadn't arrived in time, he didn't know if he could ever see her again.
"Mr. Leng, your phone."
Yun Ye walked in quietly.
"I'm not answering."
He replied coldly.
Yun Ye was silent for a moment, then added,
"It's Miss Shen calling."
The man pursed his lips. After a moment of hesitation, he still stood up.
He took the phone and took one last look at the girl on the bed before leaving.
This time, he would definitely come back earlier.
"What is it?"
His voice was so cold that it seemed to be able to shatter ice.
Shen Siyuan was silent for a moment.
"How's that little girl?"
"Thanks to us, she almost died."
Shen Siyuan fell even more silent.
"I know what you want to say."
"I don't want to talk about these things now."
"We'll discuss all the relevant matters after Sanghuan recovers."
He hung up the phone impatiently.
Just as he was about to return to the ward, he saw Jiang Zimo walking in.
He paused in his steps.
...
Jiang Zimo sat beside the bed, looking at the fragile girl on the bed who seemed as if she would break with just a touch.
He would always remember this scene tonight.
The girl lying in his arms, covered in blood.
On her forehead, the corner of her mouth, her palm, and her knees.
Even a chunk of her hair was burnt.
At that moment, he didn't even notice the burning pain on his back.
He watched as she was carried onto the ambulance. Thanks to Leng Chuanjin's prior instructions, the nurse hung a blood bag for her immediately.
Because of this, she didn't enter a critical stage.
And he was taken to another ambulance.
The burn on his back was very serious. There were even all kinds of impurities in the wound from the explosion's airflow.
The doctors and nurses were cleaning his wound, but he didn't feel any pain at all.
He was almost completely focused on Xia Sanghuan.