The Three in the Table

Tang Xinyang was walking fast.

She bit her lips as she held back the tears that were threatening to come down.

That dimwit Jang Shin! He is so tactless!

"Ack-!"

While cursing Jang Shin absently in her mind, she missed a step and her six-inch stiletto broke.

Tang Xinyang's instinct kicked in. She immediately steadied herself before she fell down.

This short accident made the tears welling up in Tang Xinyang's eyes fall. 

She almost fell down. That scared her a bit.

What scared Tang Xinyang was that she had to do all the troublesome process of changing again, retouch her make-up, and beautify herself once more if she fell and got dirty.

Tang Xinyang bent down and took off the broken shoe. She decided to take the other shoe off as well.

She was in a deserted corridor anyway. It was at the opposite side of the guests' entrance. No one would see her walking barefooted on the cold ground floor.