Watching that blazing inferno, heart pounding with fear.
"Ye, Ye Lu, is this villa where Third Young Master Jun lives?" Ye Lu's voice trembled, as if struck by lightning, and she was utterly stunned.
Feiyu's eyes were bloodshot, fists clenched tightly.
"Yes."
Ye Lu shuddered, her little face drained of all color, as intense fear hit her. Without thinking, she immediately pushed open the car door, jumped out swiftly, and rushed toward the medical personnel.
Yan Su and Feiyu quickly got out of the car too and ran over to protect her.
The charred bodies were laid out on the ground, their features unrecognizable and the sight terribly disturbing, yet Ye Lu was not afraid at all, and she desperately began to identify each body, murmuring.
"No, not him, this one isn't either..."
"Stop looking, let us do it!" Yan Su pulled her back, filled with concern.
Such a scene, especially for a woman, and a pregnant one at that, was simply too shocking—fearing she couldn't bear it.
