"Can you walk?" Tian Wenbai asked, "Do you need me to take you?"
Fu Jing shook her head, indicating she could walk, but just two steps later she contradicted herself.
Her body leaned uncontrollably forward, feeling unexpected pain, and she caught a pleasant scent of perfume.
A faint men's cologne.
And the man's strong arms and broad embrace.
"Sorry." Fu Jing quickly apologized, wanting to release herself from the man's arms, but then heard him say, "Don't move, be careful not to fall again."
"Oh, who is this? Isn't this our class beauty, Fu?" At this moment, a woman's somewhat sharp voice came from behind.
Tian Wenbai felt Fu Jing's body stiffen.
"Is this your boyfriend?" the woman continued, "But in such a public place, you should watch yourselves; what's with the hugging and cuddling?"
"Shut up!" Fu Jing said coldly with disdain.
