C275 He Is Not Good at Scheming

"Are you hurt?"

Jiang Weiguo looked at Qingqing with a reassuring gaze, relieved to see she was unharmed.

"No, no, I'm fine. Did I hurt you?"

"Not at all. I'm a grown man; a little bump won't hurt me. Actually, I was just about to grab some lunch. Want to join me?"

Jiang Weiguo chuckled warmly, and Qingqing's heart raced, her face a mix of youthful excitement and nerves