Shangguan Feng stared at the hotel building across the street, "Find a way to save her."
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Time flew by.
In Rome, a city where ancient splendor coexists with modern civilization, dawn arrived once again.
In the hotel room, on the double bed, Xu Xia, who had fallen asleep early last night and slept comfortably through the night, had naturally woken up by now.
Without opening her eyes, she reached out to stretch but found her right hand couldn't stretch fully.
Xu Xia opened her eyes in confusion and looked at her right hand, only to see a towel wrapped around her wrist, bound with a tie. That beautiful dark tie with golden patterns was looped around the bedpost, with the other end tied to her left hand.
Next to her head, gentle breaths were heard, and a smooth face was close to her cheek.
She turned her gaze.
