"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Yuying, I didn't mean to scare you. It's all my fault for being too brash and abrupt with such a fine lady, my apologies." Jiang Yuzhe steadied Mu Yuying, who almost fell to the ground, with an ashamed expression.
"Get lost." Mu Yuying glared at Jiang Yuzhe, her words seething through clenched teeth. Yet the way her beautiful eyes flickered with anger didn't seem like she was truly furious. Seeing this, Jiang Yuzhe's heart skipped a beat.
"Oh, I'll go right away, see you again if fate allows." Jiang Yuzhe bowed and quickly scampered off.
"Brother Han Yan, look, look," Mu Yuying said with a cry in her voice to Han Yan. "Who does that? Appearing out of nowhere. If I were a bit faint-hearted, who knows what could have happened!"
"Hmm, I saw. You two really do have some connection," Han Yan nodded in understanding and then, without waiting for Mu Yuying to continue, turned and walked away. Could this interaction between them be seen as their form of flirting?
