Sigh...
That was close!
She saved her dignity, avoiding "throwing herself into his arms," but her innocent ankle had twisted painfully, causing her to break out in a cold sweat.
Almost at the same time, Yan Zhan had already reached out to help her.
"Teacher Zhan, are you okay?"
Zhan Se smiled and subtly withdrew her arm.
"I'm fine, thank you, President Yan."
Under her cautious and vigilant gaze, Yan Zhan smiled, did not insist, and let go of her hand, then spread his hands in a welcoming gesture, politely backing away two steps.
Startled for a moment, Zhan Se felt she might have overreacted a bit.
She waved at him friendly to say goodbye, and then limped towards the inside of the residential community with her injured foot.
One step...
Two steps...
She couldn't make it to five steps before that foot could no longer support her.
"Hiss—"
She let out a soft cry, standing on one foot, turning her head to look at the injured one, not daring to squat down to rub it.
