Qin Youxuan was startled, about to scream, when she saw the bodyguards in front of her all bowing, "Mr. Jie."
"What are you shaking for? You can't even recognize me?" Dan Hanjie discontentedly pinched her waist, raising his eyebrow.
Turning Qin Youxuan's body upright, he lowered his gaze to stare at her slightly pale face.
"What happened, what scared you like this?" Dan Hanjie intuitively felt something was off, looking at the nearby bodyguard.
Wu, who was responsible for getting the orange juice, immediately stepped forward, explaining the whole story.
"The server couldn't be found, but the orange juice is definitely safe, so we suspect it was just delivered incorrectly."
"Delivered incorrectly?" Dan Hanjie furrowed his brows and kicked Wu, "Even such a low-probability event could happen? You still have the nerve to talk about a mistaken delivery? Are you guys sick of living?"
