Nian Jin's hands stopped buttoning her shirt, and his brows furrowed.
Ning Qing's heart shrank when she saw his expression. Before she could say anything, Cao Xin stood up and hurriedly apologized, "
"I'm sorry, young Madam. I didn't do it on purpose. Are you okay?"
She was at a loss. She wanted to check on ning Qing's condition, but she didn't know where to start.
Ning Qing shook her head. I'm fine.
Then, Cao Xin saw Nian lie and apologized profusely on both sides, her face red with anxiety.
"Young master, it's not young Madam's fault. I accidentally knocked over coffee. I'm really sorry!"
Ning Qing's face turned pale, and she looked at the woman in front of her with a little surprise.
What did she mean by that?
The woman's face was red and tears were about to come out of her eyes. Her pitiful look made it hard for people to doubt the meaning of her words.
Nian lie strode over, but he didn't get too close.
