Resting her palms on the ground, Manman tried to get up again, when two beads of sweat fell to the earth. Suddenly, she noticed the sun overhead was blocked by a shadow.
She looked up and saw a tall figure looking down at her, his sharply defined, cold features, which were usually so frosty, seemed—under the shadow—a tad less cold.
No matter what, she knew this man had never looked upon her favorably. She lowered her head, focusing once again on standing up.
"Don't move; if you do, you might break your foot."
For a moment, she thought she had misheard. Was the usually indifferent Jun Ye actually showing concern for her with those words? This was unlike the last time in the military vehicle, where he had no obligation to her whatsoever.
Her brows furrowed slightly, about to dismiss it as the wind blowing past her ears.
