Xia Wenqing's gaze slightly dropped as she looked at Xu Zhenzhen, a clear shadow crossing her eyes.
Her somewhat dangerous gaze pinned on the other, "Are you worried about me?"
Xu Zhenzhen tilted her head in confusion, "Shouldn't I be worried about you?"
Xia Wenqing had always been so kind to her. If it hadn't been for her, he wouldn't have ended up competing in drinking with Chu Luo.
And he wouldn't have drunk so much because of her.
To say Xu Zhenzhen didn't feel guilty would be a lie.
What's more, this man was the one she liked, which made her heart ache even more.
Xia Wenqing's lips curved up slightly. He glanced at the elevator beside them and stretched out his hand to press the elevator button.
Because of his exaggerated movement, Xia Wenqing staggered into the elevator. Seeing this, Xu Zhenzhen hurried over and used her petite body to block his way.
He didn't hit the elevator wall; instead, he bumped into her soft, little body.
