When Shen Xi fell, Fu Qingye could not just stand by or dodge her because of his morals and chivalry instilled in him from his upbringing. He felt a familiar feeling washed over him as he reached out to support her.
Shen Xi instinctively supported herself in the elevator when her leg began to hurt suddenly. Little did she know, she could not manage a firm grasp on the handrail. The throbbing pain sapped her strength instantly, and all she could do was watch herself fall.
Fu Qingye lowered his gaze slightly and noticed fine beads of sweat on Shen Xi's smooth forehead. Her face was visible to him when the sunglasses dropped to the floor. His heart clenched as he looked at her frowning in pain, before calling out her name, "Xixi".
The moment the pain took over Shen Xi, her mind went blank and her vision blurred. She lifted her head when she felt better momentarily. After taking a clear look at his face, she blacked out and collapsed.
