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The camera turned and went to the airport. Countless reporters surrounded Su Changming, who had just gotten off the plane. He wore a black peaked cap and his head was lowered. He no longer acted like usual and revealed his warmest and most confident smile.

The reporters' questions were getting more and more intense. She had seen these characters before, and she knew how powerful they were.

Previously, he had joked with himself that after winning the competition, he would bring back a souvenir of Korea. He had come to see him before the match, was it that time he clearly explained it to him?

If that was the case, then the reason why he lost the match was all because of her!

Wu Chiang collapsed on the sofa, his face ashen. She was most afraid of hurting him, but she did.

The weather forecast began to play on TV. The Observatory said that the Typhoon Center was closing in on the city and advised the citizens not to go out, but how could she sit still? Since Su Changming was back, she must go and have a talk with him.

She took out her key, told Wu An not to go out, and went out with her umbrella.

There was a huge gust of wind outside and the rain was so heavy that she could not see anything. She held onto her umbrella and was about to be blown away. There was white water everywhere, and she knew how dangerous it was.

The bus had already stopped moving. She stood on the side of the road, wanting to take a taxi. However, there was so much water on the road that it looked like a river.

She kept hearing the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, probably because of the billboards on both sides of the street or the wind blowing the neon lights away. She tried hard to identify the path through the umbrella.

An even stronger gust of wind blew over. Wu Chiang heard something crack nearby, and then there was a loud bang right next to his ear.

The umbrella was torn apart by the wind. Her vision turned black, her head became numb, and a warm liquid flowed down her face. She reached out to feel and found that it was red blood. A sharp pain came from the top of his head and his breathing became labored.

She struggled to sit on the ground, trembling as she tried to reach for her phone in her bag. Waves of pain came over her again as raindrops the size of beans splattered on her face. In a daze, she pressed someone's number and lost consciousness.

As he gradually woke up, his head was still aching so much that he wanted to vomit. Someone was pointing a flashlight at her eyes, and she could see nothing but white.

After the flashlight left, she slowly saw that she was lying on the bed and a doctor was examining her.

The doctor looked down at her, who had come to her senses, and smiled at the person beside her. "She's awake," he said. Fortunately, it was only a mild concussion and head injury. "Miss Wu has great luck. If that billboard came crashing over a bit more, it would be very serious."

The doctor's voice was buzzing, so she couldn't really hear him clearly. She turned her head to look at the side and discovered that it was Ning Yan. Was the call I made in my mind actually his? He, had actually come as well.

Her eyes grew hot. She had just walked through the gates of hell, and when she saw him, she couldn't help herself anymore.

Wu Chi couldn't imagine how reluctant she would be if he really left her, and her tears wouldn't come pouring out. What could she do if she already loved him so much? What should she do in the future?

It was as if she was fated. There were so many numbers in her phone, but she just had to press his.

Chilling intent surged up from the bottom of her heart. She loved him so much that even if she used fate as an excuse, she would still disregard everything and come to his side. She was useless like this, but she was still tightly trapped by him!