Lin Shanshan, in a daze, felt someone lift her up. She thought it was Zhang Jinheng, so she struggled desperately. But then a gentle voice came to her ears.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Then she felt a warm palm placed on her little head, and a gentle energy flowed in. The painful wound on her head suddenly felt a bit itchy and began to heal.
During this process, her mind became clearer and she opened her eyes. Suddenly, a face came into view.
"Brother-in-law!"
Lin Shanshan exclaimed in surprise.
Holding her was none other than Chen Yang.
After Yang Jing and the others arrived, Chen Yang quickly came over. He didn't want Lin Shanshan to see the bloody scene in the room, so he carried her out and was now in a pavilion in the manor.
"Sob..."
Seeing Chen Yang, Lin Shanshan's heart brimmed with infinite grievances, and she burst into tears, leaning against Chen Yang's chest. Her tears flowed out, soaking Chen Yang's clothes.
