After Dan Hanjie finished speaking, with a displeased look on his face, he swiftly escorted Qin Youxuan into the car.
Once the car had driven a distance, Qin Youxuan turned back, watching the reporters gradually disappear, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"You shouldn't have been so fierce with those reporters just now. The more you do that, the more they'll spread wild stories. Maybe by tomorrow, news about your right leg being disabled will be everywhere."
Qin Youxuan said, worriedly reaching to roll up his pant leg.
His right foot had been badly injured at the time. Although he had no issues walking now, it suddenly twisted just fine earlier, leaving Qin Youxuan still shaken.
Afraid something would happen to his foot.
"I'll call Diwu Zexuan to check on you later, to see if there might be any aftereffects."
"I'm fine." Dan Hanjie pressed down on her hand, a roguish smile tugging at his lips.
"How can you be fine? You almost fell just now!"
