Because it was the weekend and off the regular meal times, there were not many people on the street.
Yue Qingqing saw that on the quiet path, Ye Chunxiao was talking to an old man sitting on the ground.
She was stopped by the other party as she passed by.
"Hey, you're just going to walk away?"
Yue Qingqing was confused, "Is there something wrong?"
Ye Chunxiao pointed at Qian Zhengxin, "Help him up, he says he fell down."
Yue Qingqing frowned and walked forward, coming face to face with Qian Zhengxin's serious expression.
"Young lady, I accidentally fell just now, could you please help me up?"
The principal's heart, which had plummeted to the depths, suddenly bloomed like dead wood in spring, eagerly looking at Yue Qingqing.
In his eyes, she was absolutely a good student in morality, intelligence, physique, aesthetics, and labor, she couldn't possibly ignore this, right?
Who knew Yue Qingqing suddenly laughed, "You want me to help you up?"
"Yes."