Fang Mo'er frowned as she walked towards the changing room.
She happened to be walking behind Huang Yi.
Suddenly, Huang Yi tripped over something and her feet tilted as she crashed into the shelf by the roadside.
There was a loud bang.
Huang Yi exclaimed and turned her head to see something on the shelf smashing towards her. She was so scared that she did not know how to react.
"Be careful!"
At that moment, a kind voice came from behind her. Then, she felt a hand pulling her over.
The things on the shelf fell only one centimeter away from her.
Fortunately, they had not hurt her.
What kind of kind-hearted person would come to help her at this time regardless of the danger?
This was the baffling thought that crossed Huang Yi's mind and smelled the faint fragrance of gardenia on the woman.
She turned her head and saw Fang Mo'er's serious expression.
