it..." Yin Qing covered her face, which was bruised like a pig's head. Her little dress had been torn and she exposed some skin. She hurriedly shielded it, "Yin Pannan, Pannan sister, please stop..."...The restaurant was warmly heated, with waiters providing coffee and a variety of pastries. After resting for a while, they saw Song Jiuzhou push the door open.

"Where's YanYan" Song JiuZhou asked, not seeing his niece.

"She should still be playing, right"

The snow scene outside is breathtaking. Yanyan should not have had enough fun yet. After all, she's a young person with boundless energy.

Song Jiuzhou sent another message to the staff.

"Ms. Ou Yan said she wanted to play by herself for a while, so we didn't follow her," the staff member replied quickly.

Perhaps fearing that Song Jiuzhou would blame him, he added, "Miss Ou Yan said she would call us if anything happened. We also reminded her that she had a whistle in her pocket."

"Bring her here and let her rest for a while, have something to eat to replenish her energy."

"Yes."

Immediately, staff checked the monitors and saw that Ou Yan had gone down the furthest snow path and hadn't returned.

He immediately rallied a group of people to search. Unexpectedly, in the distance, he saw three figures fighting...

No, to be precise, it's two figures wielding ski equipment and attacking Miss Ou Yan...

Miss Ou-Yan dodged, but they pressed closer with every step...“Xiaoyan, you have helped us twice. We really don't know how to repay you... Thank you so much!”Let me know if you'd like to translate any other text!"No need to report back." Ou Yan raised the corner...