Jiang Yuan's brain went blank for a moment, and even her body involuntarily stiffened.
She stood there dumbfounded and somewhat at a loss.
"What's wrong with you?" Xu Jiayan noticed her face suddenly looked off and couldn't help expressing his concern.
"No, nothing!" The girl's face instantly flushed red, too embarrassed to look at anyone, her hand releasing the other person's as if she had touched a hot potato, and she hurriedly said, "You, you were about to leave, right? Go ahead!"
Xu Jiayan looked at her suspiciously.
One second the girl was holding onto his sleeve, not letting him go, and the next, she seemed eager to send him away. Especially since her little face suddenly turned so red, he was worried that her illness had worsened and couldn't help but reach out to touch her forehead.
"I'm fine." The girl dodged his hand while urging, "I'm really fine, Brother Yan, please go out!"
