Ming Yao was caught off guard.
The moment her body fell, her hands braced against the ground, grazing the skin off her palms.
She lowered her brows and inhaled sharply.
This damn thing really gave her no face at all!
"Miss, are you alright?" Sang Yu hurriedly helped Ming Yao up.
Dusting off her hands, Ming Yao sat back up and smiled breezily, "I'm fine, just slipped and fell." As she spoke, she slyly lifted her foot and kicked hard towards the man opposite her.
But the cry of pain didn't come from him; it came from Lu Zhou, who was sitting on his other side.
Lu Zhou's face crumpled in pain, tears nearly spilling from his eyes.
Ming Yao, "..."
Damn man, quick to dodge! Assistant Lu, sorry about that, seems you took a hit for your tyrant boss!
Ming Yao knew very well how forcefully she had kicked; Assistant Lu's calf was probably bruising.