After driving for several hours, Ling Kangming wanted to take a rest but was worried that Gu Qianqian and Su Ling might escape.
So he tied them back-to-back to two wooden chairs, then fell sound asleep on the worn-out sofa.
In this situation, only a heartless man like him could still manage to sleep.
However, since he was asleep, Gu Qianqian took the opportunity to speak with Su Ling for a while: "Miss Su Ling, how are you?"
"I'm fine…"
Su Ling's voice usually carried strength, but now it was faint and weak. She still turned her head to ask, "And you? Are you alright?"
Seeing her so dejected, Gu Qianqian felt terribly sad: "I'm sorry! It's always us who drag you into trouble…"
"At times like this, there's no need for such words; blessings or misfortunes are inevitable and unavoidable…"
Though her heart was aching, seeing Gu Qianqian blame herself, she still smiled and comforted her: "I'm not worried about myself; I'm just concerned about Little Ear. I wonder… how things are?"
