Xia Wan'an thought that Han Yixiao couldn't speak, so she took out her cell phone: "You know how to write, right? In this way, you type and tell me..."

As he said that, Xia Wan'an unlocked the screen of his phone, opened the notepad, and handed the phone to Han Yixiao.

Han Yixiao shook his head desperately, resisting Xia Wan'an's cell phone.

Finally, she seemed to be fighting Xia Wan'an, so she took Xia Wan'an's cell phone, shivered with her fingertips, and typed on the keyboard: "I'm fine, I'm doing all those injuries myself, and they have nothing to do with anyone."

Xia Wan'an frowned.

How could she have done this by herself? The injuries were obviously caused by someone whipping hard...

Han Yixiao seemed to feel Xia Wan'an's disbelief, and pressed the keyboard again and typed a line: "It really has nothing to do with others. I beg you, just pretend that you didn't see it. Never tell them, nor do you tell anyone, please, please..."

Xia Wan'an knew that the "they" in Han Yixiao's words refer to the people from the Han family.

What exactly has she experienced and suffered such a great humiliation that she refused to let her family know?

Xia Wan'an became more and more confused. She instinctively wanted to ask Han Yixiao, "Why do you need this?" But when she raised her hand from her phone, she touched Han Yixiao's eyes full of begging and panic. When she said to her mouth, she suddenly choked back by Han Yixiao's moving eyes with tears in her eyes.

Han Yixiao... Is there anything hard to say about her? Judging from the wounds on her body, she should have been abused for a long time, but she never dared to let people know because the perpetrator threatened her?

If she didn't want to say that if she continued to force herself like this, she would only collapse...

Xia Wan'an hesitated for a while, then changed the words to his mouth: "Okay, I promise you and I will keep them confidential."

A hint of hope appeared in Han Yixiao's eyes, and he asked Xia Wan'an with a silent expression. Is it true?

Xia Wan'an nodded and promised her with a serious look on her face: "It's true, don't worry, I will think I've never seen you today."

Han Yixiao breathed a sigh of relief as if he had escaped from death, and then kept bent down at Xia Wan'an.

Although she couldn't speak, Xia Wan'an knew that she was thanking her for the movements on her hands.

Seeing her reaction like this, Xia Wan'an felt a little sad.

Han Yixiao seemed to have done something big. After thanking her, he waved at her, as if he was about to leave.

The moment she turned around, Xia Wan'an called her: "Smile."

Han Yixiao paused and looked back at Xia Wan'an with his eyes full of worry, as if he was afraid that she would change her mind.

Xia Wan'an lowered her eyelids, took out a pen and a high-speed rail ticket that she had used a long time ago from the bag she was carrying, and then wrote a string of numbers on it and handed it to Han Yixiao: "I promised to keep it confidential because I know that you don't have the courage to face your current experience. If one day, you can't hold on or you want to resist, send me a text message and I will come to help you."

Help you... Is it her that you refer to her? No one has ever said this to her...

The worry in Han Yixiao's eyes turned into surprise. She stared at the abandoned high-speed rail ticket for a long time before reaching out and picking it up.
Chapter completed!