"Fengju!" As soon as Sang Wan heard it, she grew anxious and clung tightly to him, refusing to let go. "When will you take me away, Fengju? I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer!"
"Don't cry, Miss Wan, don't cry!" Shi Fengju embraced her and gently patted her, then gritted his teeth and said: "Miss Wan, I don't want to wait any longer! In three days, find a way to let Zhao Qi take you out. At noon, go to Dafu Tower where I'll be waiting for you. We will leave then! If something happens that day and we can't contact each other in time, then go again the next day. Do you understand?"
To wait any longer, not to mention Sang Wan, was something he himself couldn't bear. He had watched from the shadows how Zhao Qi treated Sang Wan, aching to go up and thrash him thoroughly. This is his woman, who can only belong to him for a lifetime, tolerating no encroachment by others!
