Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âAHââ Mo Xiaomeng shouted as she landed on the floor. It was damp, making her skirt wet.
Upon seeing this, Tian Yunxin realized that the situation was turning bad. She quickly erased the loathing on her face and reached out to pull her up. â Are you alright? Iâm sorry, I didnât do it on purpose.â
Not on purpose?
Mo Xiaomeng wasnât a petty person and didnât argue with her. After standing up, she pushed her hand away. âItâs alright.â
Just then, someone entered upon hearing the scream. âWhat happened?â
When she saw Mo Xiaomeng she was stunned. âArenât you the one Young Master Ye brought over⦠What happened to you? Why is your skirt like that?â
Upon seeing that someone else was there, Tian Yunxinâs brows furrowed. Afraid that Mo Xiaomeng would reveal that she had pushed her, she hastened to push the blame on someone else. âWhat is the cleaner doing? The place is so damp because she didnât mop it properly. She slipped and fell because of that. It must have been painful!â
âDoes it hurt? Are you alright?â The person asked Mo Xiaomeng, concerned.
Mo Xiaomeng was about to shake her head and say she was fine when she heard a familiar voice ring out from outside.
âXiaomeng?â
Upon hearing Ye Sijueâs voice, Mo Xiaomeng, who was already feeling pain from the fall, teared up, her eyes reddening.
The Head Secretary ran in. Realizing that she was indeed inside, she said hastily, âYoung Master Ye has been looking for you all this while.â
Mo Xiaomeng remembered that Ye Sijue had instructed her not to wander around.
She calmed her emotions and walked out.
Ye Sijue was right outside the door and upon seeing a slightly battered Mo Xiaomeng walking out with a weird posture he rushed to her.
His sharp eyes surveyed her and realized that her skirt was wet.
âDid you fall?â he asked.
Because of his question, Mo Xiaomengâs nose twinged again.
If there werenât so many people watching, she would have leapt forward, hugging him and telling him that she was hurt from falling.
However, she could only stay strong and shake her little head. âIâm okayâ¦ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Seeing her like this made Ye Sijueâs heart ache.
âYou call this okay?â He could clearly see the tears in her eyes. She looked like she was about to cry. She was not okay, no matter how he looked at her.
However, Mo Xiaomeng only shook her head, refusing to say anything.
Just then, Tian Yunxin walked out, trembling. She tried to cover up and pretend that she wasnât feeling guilty as though she had nothing to do with this.
The female colleague who had entered the restroom also stood at the door. Upon seeing how frosty Ye Sijue was,no one dared to say a word.
Ye Sijue swept a glance across them and asked sharply, âWhat happened earlier? How did she fall?â
Tian Yunxin originally planned to push the question to the female colleague to answer, but she realized that Ye Sijue was staring at her. She could only answer resentfully, âThe floor⦠was too wetâ¦â
She trembled as she said this, looking at Mo Xiaomeng worriedly, afraid that she would expose her lie.
The crowd was growing and Mo Xiaomeng felt uncomfortable. Stepping towards Ye Sijue, she tugged at his sleeve and said in a small voice, âLetâs go back to the office first.â
Ye Sijue turned back to look at her. His gaze was one of heartache and gentleness.
He took off his coat and put it around her.
He asked, âWho made you fall? Tell me.â
The people who were present were shocked.
They werenât seeing things, right?