Gu Zhiqian tightly wrapped his arm around Guan Meiyi's shoulder. Guan Meiyi's little face was still pale after the incident. Even so, she could feel Gu Zhiqian's hand on her shoulder became increasingly tight.
Guan Meiyi's body was suddenly lifted by the man horizontally as he strode towards the car with his arm firmly supporting her body.
Gu Zhiqian did not say a word until he got into the car. His thin lips were pursed tightly.
Guan Meiyi looked at him. He held her slender hand in his broad palm. The man's big hand immediately enfolded her tiny hand.
"I'm fine," Guan Meiyi reassured softly. Gu Zhiqian was upset over what had just happened. Guan Meiyi might have fallen to the ground if he had reacted a little slower.
