Even though her heart was unwilling, Jian Xi had no other choice now.
If Nan Mufeng was alive, he would want her and the child to be safe and sound. If he… was unfortunately gone, then she would do everything in her power to protect his flesh and blood!
"Ma'am, slow down!"
"Ma'am, watch the stairs…"
"..."
A rough man circled around Jian Xi with exaggerated care. Jian Xi's lips curved ever so slightly, her eyes brimming with tears.
Nan Mufeng, you have to come back alive! I'll behave and wait here with Little Watermelon for you!
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Down in the snow pit, under the gaps of the wrecked vehicle, Nan Mufeng opened his eyes.
He seemed to hear Jian Xi talking to him…
"Keep looking, keep looking!"
Xiao Hang and the others' shouts reached his ears, snapping him fully awake. This was the snow pit—when the enemy's vehicles rammed in, he and Edward had shoved each other out of the way. After that, he remembered nothing.
