Don't, don't look at me, don't look at me!
Mu Anran used her hands to cover her face, crouching as she ran for her life toward the main entrance.
Because she was running too fast, she stepped on her own hem of the dress, and her whole body lunged forward—
Accompanied by the surrounding gasps, it seemed Mu Anran was about to take a nasty fall.
But at that moment, a strong arm suddenly descended from above, directly embracing her from behind.
"Ah!" Mu Anran's lower back sank, and leveraging the strength of that arm, she plunged headlong into a broad chest.
She was startled for a moment and instinctively began to say thanks, "Thank—"
The other "you" hadn't left her mouth when it got stuck in her throat.
Mu Anran felt a blast at the scalp, and all the blood in her body seemed to freeze.
Because the person who saved her was none other than Yu Lingqian!
His right arm was wrapped around her slender waist, looking down at her from above.
