Gu Qingxin was in a hurry to go outside to wait for Beiming Han. Even though he said he would take half an hour to arrive, she couldn't wait to go out and meet him.
Thus, she cast a hasty glance at Tang Rongling, a glance that showed no difference from how she would look at a stranger.
Gu Qingxin was so anxious that she tripped and fell, having not seen him for half a month, how much she missed Beiming Han. She descended two steps at a time, and in the end, she missed a step and fell.
Gu Qingxin resigned herself and closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to come. But she didn't hit the ground, she felt as if she landed on a cushion. She opened her eyes directly to meet the panicking eyes of Tang Rongling.
"Qingxin, are you okay? Did you hit anywhere?" Tang Rongling asked, nervously.
Gu Qingxin frowned and pushed him away, wanting to get up from him. Tang Rongling's hand instinctively encircled her waist, not wanting to let her leave.
