Even though she rolled once, Yun Qian was not hurt at all; ultimately, she had just dirtied her clothes.
Clearly, Xu Chang'an had planned this to make her fall.
——
The heavy rain fell, but it was stopped by Xu Chang'an's Spiritual Power not far from the carriage roof.
The woman in Qingyi drove the carriage seriously, heading steadily towards the destination without any bumps.
Inside the carriage.
Miss Yun didn't know if intentionally bullying someone made a person bad, but Xu Chang'an's motive was really obvious.
Yun Qian looked at her clumsy outfit, her delicate jade hand resting on her tan waist, and asked calmly.
"Is it because you dislike what I'm wearing?"
If he didn't like it, it was just clothes, changing them wouldn't be a problem.
Xu Chang'an: "..."
Listening to Yun Qian's words, he silently grabbed her wrist.
