"Don't talk."
Pei Jingchuan said again gently but firmly. He sat by the bed, gently stroking the back of her hand. The delicate touch seemed to convey his apology and care.
Jiang Yuzhu nodded. She clearly felt the tense emotions emanating from Pei Jingchuan.
She knew that this kidnapping incident had brought unprecedented fear to this always calm man.
Pei Jingchuan stared at Jiang Yuzhu's face, silently swearing in his heart that similar incidents would never happen again.
He had already experienced the terror of losing her, and he couldn't bear such pain anymore.
Pei Jingchuan slightly lowered his head, his eyes were as calm as an ancient well. His hand was still tightly holding Jiang Yuzhu's, as if he could convey all his determination and protection to her in this way.
His voice, usually reticent, was now silently making a promise to her in his heart: "Yuzhu, no matter when or where, I will protect you and prevent you from being harmed."