"Honey, you know… I was scared to death today. I was so afraid that if…" On the sofa, after they had both washed up, Chu Yan snuggled into Zhou Fan's arms and whispered, "I'd already made up my mind. If that scumbag had actually… violated me, I would have killed myself."
"Don't say such things. You're my wife, how could you even think about suicide? We need to hit them back!"
Zhou Fan's heart ached. He gently stroked Chu Yan's hair, thinking, 'Maybe I should change the plan. If our enemies target Chu Yan when I'm not prepared, the consequences will be unthinkable!'
Zhou Fan stayed up talking with Chu Yan for a long time. Before they knew it, dawn was breaking, and Chu Yan had finally fallen into a sweet sleep.
When the two of them woke up, it was already noon. Chu Yan chided Zhou Fan for keeping her up all night talking, but at the same time, she clung to him like an octopus, playfully asking him to help her get dressed.
