Lin Qingqian thanked her for her good intentions. When she hung up the phone and turned around, she didn't notice the waiter passing by with the hot pot base.
Just as they were about to collide, a gentle and anxious voice suddenly sounded. "Be careful!"
A warm palm grabbed her slender waist and pulled her out of harm's way.
Everything happened too quickly. When Lin Qingqian came back to her senses, the hand on her waist had already been retracted. The man's concerned voice rang in her ears once more. "Are you alright?"
She looked up and met the man's gentle and worried eyes. She shook her head gently. "I'm fine. Thank you, Xiao Bai."
Han Liubai looked at her with a warm gaze. "I told you, you don't have to thank me ever again."
"Huh?" Lin Qingqian's plain features were filled with confusion.
He had said that last time, but she didn't understand what he meant.
