She kept comforting herself, but the effect was negligible. As soon as she heard the background music and saw the terrifying props, her little heart felt like it could burst at any moment, and her face was already twisted in fear.
In order not to embarrass herself, she even tried to suppress her screams so as not to make Xu, the senior, think she was a coward.
Seeing the girl so frightened, a mix of emotions enveloped Jiang Qingchen's chest: distress, self-reproach, guilt, and a surge of jealous anger.
Serves her right!
Angry as he was, his heart still softened in the end.
"Don't be afraid, I'm right here with you," Jiang Qingchen walked over with his long strides, sat down beside her, and even tightly held her hand.
His warm and dry palm conveyed a strong sense of security to Muxia.
If it had been any other time, Muxia might have been shy to hold hands with him, but right now, she clung to him as if grasping a lifeline.
