Getting closer and closer, An Yue could see the man's face clearly.
It was Dang Yang.
An Yue held her breath in anger, originally wanting to scold the other person harshly, but now that it was Dang Yang... she found it hard to let it out.
"What's wrong?" Dang Yang squatted down beside An Yue, asking with concern.
An Yue got even angrier. Really? Couldn't hold it in, she glared at Dang Yang, was she blind?
Didn't he have eyes?
Still asking her what's wrong?
Couldn't he see he had scared her?
"Twisted my ankle." An Yue said in a vexed tone.
Dang Yang glanced at An Yue's foot, frowning slightly, he had just... been too reckless.
He had scared her.
Dang Yang didn't say anything, suddenly reached out and picked An Yue up.
"Ah..." Her body suddenly lifted, An Yue exclaimed, instinctively grabbing onto something nearby... Dang Yang's arm.
An Yue looked at Dang Yang in astonishment.
Dang Yang's face was tense, his expression very serious.
