With Xiao Yize’s anxious warning, the food container tightly held in Mo Qingning’s hands fell to the ground.
The elevator doors reopened, but Mo Qingning’s wrist was indeed painfully pinched in the process.
Xiao Yize quickly stepped out of the elevator.
"Are you okay?"
He asked with concern.
Mo Qingning shook her head, but looked sorrowfully at the spilled food container on the floor.
Ignoring the pain in her wrist, she imdiately crouched down to clean up the ss.
Xiao Yize saw this and also squatted down to help.
"Next ti, don’t be so rushed. There are plenty of fast elevators in the company. Don’t do sothing so dangerous just to save ti."
He admonished her.
The container had overturned, her efforts wasted, and Mo Qingning felt a wave of disappointnt. But upon hearing Xiao Yize’s words, the smile returned to her delicate pink face.
"Mm! I’ll listen to you. I’ll be more careful in the future!"
As Xiao Yize was picking up the ss, he paused upon hearing her response.
He raised his starlit-gray, slender eyes with a hint of doubt and looked at the girl in front of him.
"You’re... Qingning?"
"...Huh?"
Mo Qingning froze at his words.
So it turns out, Young Master Xiao hadn’t recognized at all?
Then, the concern he’d just expressed wasn’t said specifically for her.
He was simply being kind, offering advice to anyone who might have been injured.
Not because she’s Mo Qingning...
Thinking about this, Mo Qingning felt sothing heavy settle in her chest.
Clearly there was nothing to be sad about, but she just couldn’t muster a smile.
"Qingning? It really is you."
Xiao Yize confird.
The girl’s completely transford appearance—it was indeed Mo Qingning.
"I almost didn’t recognize you."
He remained as honest as ever, his voice as warm as always.
Mo Qingning nodded, finished cleaning up and turned to throw the trash into the bin.
As she let go in that mont, tossing her efforts into the trash, it felt as though all the pink in her heart had been crushed into pieces.
"Well, I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll head back to the office to work."
She said while walking to another elevator.
Xiao Yize slowly stood up, looking at Mo Qingning standing not far away.
A white dress, long hair.
The soft rounds of her profile carried a faint baby fat, a youthful charm radiating from her presence.
He blinked dazedly, and for a mont, there was an illusion of ti slipping like water.
Neither a second earlier nor a second later—just as the elevator doors opened at that precise mont, Xiao Yize took a step forward.
"Qingning."
He called, his lips moving.
Mo Qingning’s pace faltered.
She turned back, her baby-fat face tinged with a hint of lancholy and puzzlent, looking at Xiao Yize with confusion.
"You’re calling ?"
"Mm."
Xiao Yize nodded lightly.
"It’s afternoon tea ti. Are you interested in joining ?"
What!
Mo Qingning widened her sparkling eyes in surprise!
Although just monts ago her heart felt as heavy as stone, in this instant, it seed to co back to life!
She nodded with a smile at Xiao Yize.
"Mm!"
In the late sumr afternoon, transitioning to early autumn, a breeze brought a hint of coolness.
Mo Qingning walked behind Xiao Yize, stepping where his footprints fell.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in maple leaves, dappled light falling on his handso, fair face. Mo Qingning felt as though a little bunny was bouncing around inside her heart.
"A couple of days ago, I discovered that there’s a new trending ice cream shop here. Since I’m free today, I thought I’d give it a try."
"Huh?"
Hearing Xiao Yize’s words, Mo Qingning was quite surprised.
"So you also like eating ice cream?"
"I enjoy sweets."
"Just like my big brother!"
Mo Qingning blurted out, then awkwardly smiled with a bit of embarrassnt.
"Oh, by the way, everything’s fine between you and my big brother now?"
"Of course, everything’s fine."
Xiao Yize smiled lightly and stepped into the trendy ice cream shop.
The waitress who saw him was absolutely stunned! Her eyes were practically glued to him!
Such a handso and gentle guy...
Her heart blood with excitent, and she imdiately stepped out from behind the counter, walked to Xiao Yize’s side, and leaned in close to him, eagerly handing him the nu.
"Hey handso, what would you like?"
Xiao Yize sensed sothing amiss but remained the gentleman he always was, turning to glance back.
"Qingning, which flavor do you like?"
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