Seeing this, Fu Nancheng furrowed his brows, turned to the side to avoid it, and made sure to take Qiao Mo along to stay away a bit farther.
Shen Tingting never expected that he wouldn't even reach out a hand, and evaded without batting an eye.
As if she was some kind of germ, the disgust emanating from his eyes deeply pierced her.
With a 'bang', losing her balance, Shen Tingting fell face-down onto the ground.
Fortunately, two hands supported her so that her little face didn't actually get scratched, otherwise it would inevitably have been somewhat bloody.
A white dress like a painting, embellished with exquisitely sewn white peonies, made her truly charming. At this moment, with tears in her eyes, she looked aggrievedly at Fu Nancheng, invoking much pity.
Qiao Mo pouted discontentedly and muttered softly, "White lotus."
Hearing this, Fu Nancheng frowned, glanced at Shen Tingting, and then coldly said to Qiao Mo, "Be careful of these scammers when you're out."
