His Breathtaking and Shimmering Light

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Mr Shang had ordered him to watch over Mr Rong's friend, Miss Yan and thus he had been waiting outside the entire day. He then saw Mr Rong enter as well as Miss Yan's friends returning. Thinking that they were all familiar faces, Big Sea did not think too much about it and merely took it as a gathering of friends.

Not long later, he saw them exit one group after another. Still not realising anything was amiss, Big Sea followed them slowly in his car behind.

But, why was Mr Rong out of the car all of a sudden now, filled with injuries - what happened?

Big Sea prayed that nothing much had happened. Not only would he have not managed to protect a young woman, even Mr Rong was implicated! If Mr Shang knew about this, he would definitely be killed!

From far away, Rong Mo caught sight of Yan Zi's car down the slope. Instantly, her heart seemed to have stopped as she prayed silently, hoping that Yan Zi was fine.

After the car came to a stop, Rong Mo rushed down.

Yan Zi's car seemed to have been contorted entirely from the crash. Rong Mo caught sight of Yan Zi being stuck between the twisted chair and the door with a huge gash on her head - she seemed to have already lost a lot of blood.

Rong Mo turned to Big Sea. "Hurry! Hurry and come help her!"

Big Sea tried to lift the car but with his own strength, it just wasn't enough. Even with Rong Mo's help, the car barely budged a little before sinking back down.

The unconscious Yan Zi let out a groan of pain.

Her entire body seemed as though it was being torn apart as the pain was so extreme that she could barely speak. As she slowly gained consciousness, the dazed Yan Zi could hear a hoarse, croaking voice.

"Wake up! Yan Zi, you must wake up!"

Yan Zi tried her best to open her eyes.

Through the sticky blood, she caught sight of Rong Mo's flustered face with a bulky man beside her.

She's fine and she even got help!

Her feeble eyes were all ready to close once more.

Rong Mo was shouting, "Don't sleep, Yan Zi! Don't sleep! The ambulance is arriving soon…!"

She used all her strength to rub Yan Zi's arms while touching her face. However, that ice cold feeling she was receiving was causing her despair to rise.

"Don't be afraid, Yan Zi! Your injuries aren't too severe! Don't worry, you'll definitely recover!"

Through the fluttering snow, Yan Zi looked at Rong Mo's beautiful face and felt as though she was looking at the most beautiful oil painting in the world.

Suddenly, she thought of a person as she quivered her lips. "P-Phone…"

"What?"

"Phone… I want to… make a call…" Yan Zi's eyes were half closed as she gave a warm, tender smile.

"What call do you have to make now? Once you're out, which will be soon, you'll be able to make the call!" Rong Mo wanted her to stay still, but Yan Zi's blood filled fingers were stretching slowly towards a phone at the side.

Rong Mo hurriedly took the phone over for her.

After taking the phone over, Yan Zi unlocked it with her fingers and opened her contacts, tapping on the first name… SZ.

Rong Mo did not know who she was calling, but the call rang for a long time without anyone picking up.

Yan Zi laughed bitterly for a moment as her fingers went limp, slipping down from the phone onto the floor.

Rong Mo noticed that the amount of blood gushing out of Yan Zi's wound was increasing. However, Yan Zi was murmuring listlessly with a calm expression, "I… just… want to… ask him…"

Her tears seemed to be endless as they flowed down her blood-stained face.

With a feeble lifeforce, she passed out before she could finish her sentence.