"Let me go, let me go... ah, help!"
Han Yi shouted loudly.
Actually, shouting was no use, as nobody was moving in this place.
The man tugged her up; she secretly grabbed a handful of sand in her hand and then took the opportunity to throw it on his face.
Indeed, the man immediately let go of her, covering his eyes with both hands.
"Han Yi, it's me. You can't even recognize me anymore?"
The voice was so familiar.
Han Yi was shocked.
Under the faint moonlight, she looked closely, and this man wasn't a stranger.
It was the Prince of Country E, Effed...
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, oh my god, it's actually you..."
"My yacht is nearby, sand got into my eyes..."
Effed said painfully, and the bodyguards following him also gathered around.
Ten minutes later.
On this luxurious yacht.
Han Yi, filled with guilt, painstakingly helped Effed clean the sand from his eyes.
Effed lay on the sofa, and Han Yi used a small syringe filled with clean water to meticulously wash his eyes.
