At this moment, the young man found it even more strange. This was the Northern Territory, and it was snowing now. Why was she sitting on the ground the whole time? Even if she was dressed warmly, the ground was still extremely cold. Yet, Ding Xiang remained sitting there.

"Is there anything else?" The young man was here for an important matter, not to flirt. Although he usually had no immunity to beautiful women, he was trying hard to restrain himself now.

"My foot hurts badly. I might not be able to stand up," Ding Xiang finally admitted seriously, after hesitating several times, as she looked towards the young man.

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately looked at Ding Xiang's foot. Clearly, since he arrived, Ding Xiang's foot hadn't moved at all. If she hadn't mentioned it, he really wouldn't have noticed.

The young man initially didn't want to meddle with so many irrelevant matters. But now that he had already helped her, leaving a young girl in such a place might result in her catching a cold after an hour or two. Besides, this clearly wasn't a safe place. If he left her here and those two scoundrels appeared again, what would happen then?

Obviously, that was a problem, or rather, a very important problem.

After some thought, the young man immediately walked to Ding Xiang's side, crouched down, and looked at her tear-streaked face. Instantly, he felt a surge of compassion for her.

Having a packet of Silver Dove tissues in his pocket, he took them out and handed them to Ding Xiang, saying, "Wipe your tears first."

Upon hearing this, Ding Xiang felt a warmth in her heart. In such a place and facing such a crisis, a stroke of luck had led her to meet a kind person.

"Thank you!" Ding Xiang said with gratitude.

The young man didn't say anything, but he faintly sniffed.

Evidently, he sensed a light fragrance; it was quite a pleasant smell.

The young man was familiar with the scents of many perfumes, but this one puzzled him. This delightful fragrance was something he had never encountered before.

"Your perfume is quite unique," the young man said slowly.

Hearing Ye Xiao's comment, Ding Xiang blushed slightly. She took out a Silver Dove tissue and carefully wiped her tears, hesitant to tell Ye Xiao it was her natural scent, because in her experience, any man who knew about her natural fragrance didn't keep pure intentions.

Ding Xiang then lowered her head and said to the young man, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome. Put your clothes in order. I'll help you leave here first," the young man said.

When Ding Xiang heard this, she realized that while talking to the young man, she had forgotten to zip up her clothes.

She quickly adjusted her clothing and, blushing, said, "I'm ready."

The young man then extended his hand, placed it on Ding Xiang's shoulder, and slowly helped her up. Since her foot was hurting, he initially assumed it might be sprained.

Therefore, he didn't want Ding Xiang's foot to touch the ground, but it was still quite a distance to the waiting hall. How would she walk without her foot touching the ground? Should he pick up the girl and carry her? Ye Xiao dismissed this idea, finding it inconvenient. After thinking for a while, he said, "I'll carry you on my back."

Ding Xiang, having no other choice at the moment, could only nod, as she really didn't want to stay in this corner any longer. She felt an indescribable sense of fear about it!

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