Startled, Qin Jiao immediately tried to pry Shen Yi's hands off her, but then she heard the panic in his voice. "Jiao Jiao, I just wanted to hug you. I was scared to death. The only other time I've ever felt like this was during the car accident."
Shen Yi was terrified.
When he heard the commotion next door, he'd rushed over right after calling the police. The sight of Feng Dayong grabbing Qin Jiao's ankle and dragging her backward had made Shen Yi want to kill the man on the spot!
The violent rage he'd kept suppressed for so long had erupted in that instant. If Qin Jiao hadn't shouted at him to stop, he might have actually beaten the man to death!
"Jiao Jiao, I wish I could kill that Feng Dayong!" Shen Yi said, holding Qin Jiao. His blood ran cold, and a ferocious glint filled his eyes, but his voice sounded like that of a panicked child.
