Yin Qianxue smiled as she stepped forward, but her skirt was too long, and she accidentally stepped on it, losing her balance and lunging forward.
Seeing that Yin Qianxue was about to fall, her delicate face filled with panic. An Ran instinctively rushed forward to support her.
After regaining her balance, Yin Qianxue clutched her chest, breathing heavily as she looked around. Seeing that the guests weren't paying attention to her mishap, she glanced back gratefully at An Ran, saying, "Thank you so much, Miss An, or I would have been done for."
As a public figure, if she had fallen on such an occasion, it would have a terrible impact, especially with the media present.
An Ran didn't take it to heart, "Miss Yin, you're exaggerating. I just gave you a hand."
"It was more than just a hand," Yin Qianxue said gratefully, suddenly looking at An Ran's dress, "Oh no, Miss An, your dress got dirty because of me."
