Shen Zhuxin's eyes brimmed with tears as she nodded. "Brother Zhao Dong, I know... I know what I'm saying. If you don't look down on me... I'm willing. I'm willing to be with you."
Zhao Dong let out a soft sigh and wrapped Shen Zhuxin in his arms, gently patting her back. "Silly girl, you're still young. Don't act so impulsively just because a man is nice to you. Pull yourself together."
After speaking, Zhao Dong released Shen Zhuxin and stood up, looking toward the door. His perception was incredibly sharp. He could already hear the footsteps outside. One, two, three... dozens of them! No, hundreds! Hundreds of people were surging this way, and Zhao Dong's expression grew grim.
If it were just him, he could protect himself, but Shen Zhuxin was also here. Should a real gunfight break out, he wasn't certain he could protect her. Shen Zhuxin also seemed to sense something. A hint of pallor spread across her pretty face as she stood behind Zhao Dong.
