"Xiao Qing Shan, sis, are you alright? Ah, you! Look at what you did, my sister is soaked!" Yan Qing Yu shouted at the 'careless' waiter. Fortunately, the music drowned out his voice and thus they avoided creating a huge ruckus. He immediately took out a silk handkerchief and was about to help wipe off the liquor on Yan Qing Shan's gown. However, the slender hands of Yao Changying took the piece of cloth away from Yan Qing Yu and effectively barred him from fussing about.
"You good? Let me wipe off the stains." Yao Changying softly checked up on her. Yan Qing Shan smiled gratefully at the woman. Yao Changying may seem fierce at first but she in truth possess a rare, genuine gentleness in her. Yan Qing Shan was liking her more and more.
