"President Xian! It's good that you're fine! This is... Miss Jiang?"
"Are there any dry clothes in the car? Put it on her." Xian Zihao said as he carried Jiang Ruolan to the car.
"There's none in the car, but there's one in the villa. A staff member has already prepared clothes!"
Xian Zihao nodded his head. Even though they were already in the car, he still didn't let go of her. The two Aerial Club workers inside the car didn't dare to look at them too much.
Jiang Ruolan tried to struggle free from his embrace, but he held her tightly. Xian Zihao patiently rubbed her hands, trying to keep her warm. He looked at her ankle, and just as he gently touched it, she made a hissing sound.
Xian Zihao frowned and looked down to see her face pale from the pain. His expression suddenly became cold for a moment, "You can't even take care of yourself, to whom you are trying to show off? Next time, just stay in the house and don't run around."
