222 Yan Bing (3)

Tang Yan turned his head when he heard the cry and saw Yan Bing almost fall. He walked back quickly and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's fine, I just accidentally misstepped and twisted my ankle." Yan Bing said, gritting her teeth.

"You don't look so fine, I'll help you over there so you can take a seat." Tang Yan said, holding Yan Bing's hand and propping her up.

Yan Bing blushed slightly, but went to thank him when she suddenly realized that her bag was missing. Touching her shoulder, she panicked and cried out: "Ahhh my bag, the anthology!"

Yan Bing's bag had fallen off the bridge, he didn't know whether it was lucky or unlucky but the bag hadn't fallen into the river instead it was hanging from a tree branch below.

The tree branch was about four or five meters away from the bridge deck, and two or three meters further down was the river surface. Unless you could find or fashion some sort of hook contraption, it was really out of reach.