Sitting in the car, Han Yaotian was holding onto the door nervously while looking at Yun Xi, who was standing outside with a man holding a knife to her neck. He was in a dilemma.
Through the window, he could see Yun Xi standing with her head held high. Under the dim light, her eyes were calm and tranquil.
In those eyes, he didn't see the slightest hints of fear or terror.
As a little girl, she could be so brave and fearless. But he, a grown man, was hiding in the car and waiting for others to protect him. For a moment, he felt extremely ashamed in comparison to the resilient little girl outside the car window.
Not wanting to hide anymore, he raised his hand to open the door, but Li Sinuo yanked him back when he touched the handle.