"T-thank you." Lai Jiayi held her breath. Her face paled as if she just received a shock. Her body was still dangling, caught in Zhao Yang's grip.
All of this happened without the others knowing. Tianjin and Zhao Yun were still focusing on the show, not noticing what happened to Zhao Yang and Lai Jiayi.
Seeing Lai Jiayi's face was pale, Zhao Yang knitted his eyebrows. "What happened– " Before Zhao Yang could question the girl, Lai Jiayi instantly made up a lie.
"T-that, someone pushed me." The girl balanced herself again and squeezed her arm. "I-i don't know, but I-i heard a slapping noise, and then I-i was pushed from behind…"
The girl's voice sounded so weak, but Zhao Yang could still hear it. One could detect confusion and fear in her voice.
"What?" Zhao Yang's body tensed. "Slapping noise?" The guy questioned again. He instantly recalled the feeling of someone slapping his a*s.
