Until Jiang Pan Die limped and staggered out a short distance, Yu Qianming finally shouted with reluctance, "Stop!"
The sluice gates closed, and the heavy rain ceased.
Lin Tian looked at Jiang Pan Die's disheveled appearance, feeling rather distressed. As he pondered whether to go up and support her, Tong had already led a group of people up to help her.
In Lin Tian's eyes, Jiang Pan Die is a good friend. But in the eyes of Tong and others, she's someone to be treated like a little ancestor, so how can their efficiency not be high?
"Feeling sorry?" Bai Shishi softly asked.
"A bit, but isn't this the effect we're aiming for?" Lin Tian replied with a smile.
"Smooth talker." Bai Shishi snorted lightly. This guy shifts his sympathy to work, so how could she be jealous?
At this moment, Jiang Pan Die slowly walked over, surrounded by people showering her with attention.
