But before her hand could touch Xu Jiali's pretty, soft face, Wen Ying shot out her foot and kicked her right on the butt.
Jiang Beibei face-planted in front of everyone.
Everyone, "..."
'For some reason, that pose seemed a little humiliating.'
Jiang Beibei's face was now ashen, and she was trembling with rage.
"Sister Bei Bei, are you okay?"
Meng Xiaoyi knelt down, looking at Jiang Beibei with concern.
"You're so worried about her, so why don't you help her up? Or do you just enjoy watching her make a fool of herself?"
Wen Ying said, as if she'd just had an epiphany.
Meng Xiaoyi's face instantly turned beet red, and she quickly reached out to pull Jiang Beibei to her feet.
"I-I-I... That's not what I meant! I'm just always a little slow to react. But why did you have to get physical with Sister Bei Bei? If she's injured, won't the show have to be postponed?"
As if on cue at the word "injured," Jiang Beibei let out a squeal like a stuck pig.
"My leg! My leg! My leg!"
