Looking at the man who was getting closer, Wen Qiao opened her mouth slightly, feeling a bit uneasy. It was the first time she had seen this side of Jinghen.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me."
Jinghen remained silent, not saying a word, as he draped the suit jacket over her and then bent down, slipping his arm under her knees, picking her up horizontally.
The crowd parted to the sides, making way.
Qin Xiang turned his head to look at the man lying on the ground and poked him twice with the tip of his shoe: "Still breathing?"
Wang Shunze rushed over upon hearing the news, and seeing the situation before him, his heart almost stopped after pounding all the way there.
He recognized Qin Xiang and approached nervously, asking, "President Qin, where are Younger Fu and Miss Wen?"
"They should have gone back." Qin Xiang looked at Wang Shunze and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, your venue's security isn't very good, huh? How come anyone can get in?"
