Song Lianhe had just placed her hand on his wrist when E Jintang suddenly grabbed it, yanking her violently toward him—
His strength was immense. Even though Xuan Mei had already reacted, she was still sent stumbling by the sheer force.
Song Lianhe felt herself being thrown into the air. The world before her eyes became a blur, and before she could even react, she was flung away with great force—
Song Lianhe screamed, her eyes wide with terror as the wind roared in her ears.
Xuan Mei's pupils contracted. She shot into the air, and just as Song Lianhe was about to crash into a tree, Xuan Mei snatched her by the ankle, wrenching her back from the brink!
But Song Lianhe still ended up face-down on the ground, her cheek buried in the dirt. It took her a long moment to lift her head.
"Ah!"
Da Xi stomped her foot anxiously. "Your makeup is ruined! What are we going to do?"
Xuan Mei quickly helped her up while Da Xi took out a handkerchief and hurriedly wiped her face clean.
