Mu Yan turned around and saw someone approaching from behind. She instinctively took a step back.
In a moment of carelessness, her foot twisted slightly.
"Hiss..." She gasped in pain, looking warily at the person in front of her.
"Are you alright?" A man's anxious voice came through.
In the light of the streetlamp, Mu Yan finally saw who it was and felt slightly relieved. She nodded toward him and said, "Brother Ning."
"Your foot..." He bent down, reaching out to touch her foot.
"I'm fine." Mu Yan took a step back.
Although she had twisted it slightly, it wasn't sprained.
She bent down and moved her ankle a bit; it didn't seem as painful anymore.
Ning Shishen watched her distant demeanor, frowning slightly. Nuannuan used to not be like this.
He straightened up and asked, "Why are you alone here?"
"I was having dessert with the staff here and waiting for a cab home."
Ning Shishen glanced at his watch and said, "It's not a great time to catch a taxi. Let me take you home."
