Lost

Be rational to onself, but unprincipled in love. Justin was such kind of person. "Sir, please. Don't let him hurt my son. We can give anything he wants!" Mr. Lance and Mrs. Lance also pleaded with Justin. Justin frowned, but finally he nodded. "Okay." Mr. Lance immediately ordered his men to prepare the car, food, and cash. While waiting, Anne whispered to Shawn, "Shawn, does it hurt? You shed a lot of blood." "No." Shawn shook his head. He didn't want Anne to worry about him. "It really doesn't hurt. Don't worry." "Shawn." Justin looked at them and felt upset. He had thought that he would congratulate them, but when he exactly saw them, he couldn't keep calm. Anne seemed to have had a crush on Shawn. She had never been so close to Shawn before. Anne did belong to someone else. When everything was ready, the gangster grabbed Anne. "Come with me! When I am safe, I will let you go!" "No!" Shawn and Justin retorted almost at the same time. They looked at each other, and Shawn said, "I'll