As soon as Mr. Fang helped her up and wanted to let her arms go, she fell on him, and instinctively, he caught her arms.
His brows furrowed in a tight frown. His countenance cold.
"What do you think you are doing?" He questioned in a cold tone as his breath teased her neck.
This was not the right moment to enjoy his touch and being in a close proximity as him, for she could also feel his irritation and anger, even in her weakness.
"Mr. Fang, I haven't eaten..." Zhang Liling said in ragged weak breathing.
'She is weak because she hasn't eating anything since today?' Mr. Fang couldn't believe his ears. He wanted to scold her and ask why she hasn't eating anything since she opened her eyes in the morning, but he refrained from doing that.
There was no need getting angry at a weak young woman like her, it would be a waste of time and a waste of his emotions.
