Chapter 97: Feng Qian'er

By now, Wang Jie had already started to worry. After all, he was all too aware of the condition of his body.

He was so robust, and Li Yuanyuan was so petite and fragile, how could she possibly withstand his rough handling?

It might be good to go up now and check, at least to confirm whether Li Yuanyuan's current state was really caused by him. If it was indeed related to him, he couldn't just ignore it like some jerk who refuses to take responsibility.

At that thought, Wang Jie felt as if a heavy stone weighed on his heart, and he became much more anxious—especially since he had run away from the hotel apartment in the middle of the night without even saying goodbye.

Wang Jie felt an unbearable pang of regret; he truly hadn't expected this young girl to be so frail. He had thought she was invincible and formidable.

After parking the car, Chen Qiaoqiao led Wang Jie to a splendid villa.

In front of the vast villa was a whole row of various luxury cars.