"Are you okay now?" He Wenyu wiped away her tears and looked at Luo Qianqian's back, already bandaged up, feeling another pang of heartache.
"It's fine, what are you crying for? Lend me your jacket," said Luo Qianqian without a hint of politeness.
Without a word, He Wenyu took off her jacket and handed it to Luo Qianqian, "Your phone was ringing just now," pointing to the backpack lying near her feet.
Luo Qianqian looked at her backpack with frustration. Why did the strap have to break right then? Otherwise, she wouldn't have gotten hurt... He Wenyu picked up the backpack and handed it to her.
She took out her phone from the backpack and, upon seeing the messages, was instantly speechless. Why did the news reach Capital City within less than an hour after she got hurt?
Her voice was filled with indignation, "And I even bought them chicken wings to eat, don't they know how to keep a secret?" Fortunately, it was only Second Uncle, Luo Yanran, and Qin Nuan.
