A Woman's Sense of Crisis

After Ding Yuqin opened the door, she noticed a Black Cat perched on Wang Tao's shoulder and two women following behind him. They looked like a pair of sisters, both exceptionally beautiful. The older sister in particular had an elegant aura, like a major celebrity.

Li Qiu Yu was equally surprised when she saw Ding Yuqin. Wang Tao had never mentioned Ding Yuqin to her, so she had no idea there was such a beautiful young married woman in his home.

At that moment, Li Qiu Yu suddenly became a little wary.

When Wang Tao had taken her away, she had already mentally prepared herself. For her daughter to survive safely, she could sacrifice herself. If her looks made Wang Tao treat Jiang Shixue well, then it would be worth it to her.

But now, there was another beautiful woman beside Wang Tao, one no less attractive than herself. Though nothing had actually happened between her and Wang Tao, as a woman, she suddenly felt a faint sense of crisis...

Ding Yuqin felt a bit of crisis herself.

Though she was unwilling to admit it, her husband was probably already dead. She was now a helpless, vulnerable woman with no one to rely on. She could not even solve the most basic problem of food; her stomach was already growling with hunger.

If she wanted to survive in the apocalypse, the simplest—and perhaps only—way was to find a strong man to protect her, like Wang Tao.

Especially after everything that had happened over the past two days, she felt even more strongly that she could not survive alone. If she wanted to live, she would probably have to rely on Wang Tao.

Of course, she was not thinking of immediately doing anything with Wang Tao. She was not a casual