Mù Qiānxún charged forward like an exultant bird, launching herself directly into Ou Zun's arms.
Clutching the petite figure in his embrace, Ou Zun finally felt his heart, which had been in limbo for so long, rooting itself back into his chest.
Ou Zun held her tightly against him.
His heart was flooded with multiple emotions: urgency, anguish, and anger.
As Ou Zun held her close, a gentle tremble ran through him.
Mù Qiānxún could feel it.
This man, who was always so gloriously self-assured, was afraid.
Mù Qiānxún wanted to comfort him, but when she opened her mouth, she found she didn't know what to say.
At that moment, a line of cars suddenly appeared on the desolate road. Blinded by the headlights, Mù Qiānxún instinctively hid herself in Ou Zun's embrace.
Ou Zun held her even tighter.
The people who had hurried over were Ou Mo and Ou Li. Seeing Mù Qiānxún safe and sound in Ou Zun's arms, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
