This old man has a character that Yin Xiaofan is very familiar with—if there were such a good opportunity, he probably wouldn't have thought of himself.
Perhaps this was just a coincidence, but the coincidence was too uncanny; it might even be his own romantic destiny, Yin Xiaofan couldn't help but daydream.
Unconsciously, without knowing when, Yin Xiaofan felt two warm streams slowly flowing from his nose.
Under such a beautiful moment, having a beautiful woman lying on his bed was indeed a great fortune in life.
It was just a pity that the wound beneath the woman's shoulder marred the scene. It seemed that she had fainted from the injury and just happened to collapse at the doorway.
Since she had fallen at Yin Xiaofan's doorstep, that meant they were fated. As the beautiful woman was in trouble, Yin Xiaofan naturally wouldn't stand idly by.
"I'm really sorry; all this is to save you," Yin Xiaofan said to the unconscious beauty.
