As soon as she finished speaking, a hand tugged at the hem of her clothing.
It gave a couple of tugs.
Qiao An looked down in confusion and saw Mu Jingxi, lying on the stairs, his handsome face almost distorted with pain.
"Hey, why are you still lying here?"
The maid shivered beside her, "Miss Qiao, Young Master Three has been lying here the whole time, didn't you notice?"
He had been lying there since she started quarreling with Lai Qinghuan.
The maid looked at Mu Jingxi lying on the stairs without anyone helping him up and silently mourned for him in her heart, thinking how pitiful Young Master Three was.
He had been lying there for so long, and Miss Qiao hadn't even noticed.
Qiao An bent down, grabbed Mu Jingxi's arm, and struggled to pull him up from the stairs.
Just as victory seemed within reach, his body fell again.
Qiao An jumped in fright, let go of him, and swiftly dodged to the side.
Bam!
The maid covered her eyes, unable to bear the sight.
