Yu Guanguan's heart jumped. "Sir, are you alright? Should we go to the hospital?"

This gentleman?

Four words made Quan Jingzhou frown deeply. "I don't need to go to the hospital. Also, I'm not some kind of doctor, I'm Quan Jingzhou... Yu Guanguan, have you gone crazy from not seeing me for a few days?"

Kwon Kyung-joo?

The name made Yu Guanguan's body tremble violently.

It seemed like in a dream, or perhaps in a memory, someone had once said to her, "I am Quan Jingzhou, your man..."

“Quan Jingzhou…” Yu Guanguan wanted to ask, who is Quan Jingzhou?

What does it have to do with her? But the moment she moved, the man held her even tighter.

"Be good, don't move," the man's breath was hot and suggestive, "Let me hug you."

The little woman in his arms was fair and soft, with a sweet fragrance.

He was probably frightened; his body was trembling slightly.

Quan Jingzhou tightened his arms around her.

His embrace seemed tailor-made for her, nestled in front of her, neither too high nor too low, just right.

Quan Jingzhou buried his head in her neck, inhaling her breath.

How long has it been since I last hugged her?

Holding her like this, it felt as if my long-empty embrace had finally found its owner.

"Are you really alright?" Yu Guanguan asked softly, tilting her head back.

"Yeah, it's nothing." At worst, the scar will bleed.

"Then can you let go of me?"

Quan Jingzhou frowned. "What's wrong? Don't you like being held by me?"

"No, I think I twisted my ankle."

"What?"

Quan Jingzhou's expression changed, and he hurriedly let go of her, only then noticing that Yu Guanguan's face was a little pale and her forehead was covered in sweat.

"Did you twist your ankle? Is it serious?" He then squatted down to take off her shoes.

Yu Guanguan quickly grabbed his arm, "It's not serious, I'll be fine after sitting for a while."

She had an even more important question to ask.

For example, why is he so good to her?

Do you know her?

Is there some kind of relationship between them?

Yu Guanguan's heart was filled with doubt at this moment.

"Don't move." Quan Jingzhou didn't let go of her, his gaze fixed on her ankle. "Are you really alright?"

"It's really nothing, you just need to rest."

Yu Guanguan stared at him with her bright eyes, scanning him from head to toe. "Are you injured?"

That light fixture is quite large; it would definitely be badly damaged if it were hit.

Quan Jingzhou shook his head, ignoring the stinging pain in his back. "No."

"Then, don't worry about me, I'll just sit for a bit and then... Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, his legs were lifted off the ground.

Quan Jingzhou picked her up.

"The interview is interrupted. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, the man carried the woman in his arms and left the photo studio.

A group of people were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Was the person the Crown Prince just carried out Yu Guanguan?

What is their relationship?

First, she was personally introduced by President Fu, and then she received protection from the young master?

The people in the studio stared wide-eyed, filled with curiosity about Yu Guanguan.

Not to mention them, even Yu Guanguan herself was feeling somewhat devastated at this moment.

This man just took her away in front of everyone like that?

So arrogant?

And are they even that close?

Quan Jingzhou carried Yu Guanguan in his arms and headed towards the elevator.

"I don't feel pain anymore, put me down."

There weren't many people in the corridor, and Yu Guanguan was still very shy.

Quan Jingzhou didn't speak, his thin lips pressed tightly together, his voice hoarse, "Go to the hospital for a check-up."

She twisted her ankle so easily; her health is worse than his, who recovered from a car accident.