"Sheng Ning, you..." Qin Cuifen wished she could swallow Sheng Ning alive. She wanted to rush down the stage and tear that b***h's face apart.
"Ah... how could this happen?" The people from the General Union Dance Troupe looked at the scene in astonishment, momentarily too flustered to know what to do.
"Cuifen, get back quickly." As the captain, Lu Xiaoshuang was the first to regain her senses. Fortunately, she stopped Cuifen; otherwise, Qin Cuifen, whose reason had been destroyed, would have unhesitatingly fought Sheng Ning.
In the auditorium, what was once silence erupted into chaos. Qin Cuifen's mind went blank; she couldn't even think to hide behind the stage.
She was doomed. She was utterly doomed now. In front of so many people, wearing only underwear. No matter what, the label of misconduct was definitely going to be pinned on her, and with so many people seeing her, how could she continue in the dance troupe?
Qin Cuifen's vision darkened, and she fainted on the spot. Fortunately, Yang Wenying arrived just then, her eyes showing clear displeasure as she looked at Sheng Ning before personally covering Qin Cuifen with clothes and having her sent to the hospital.
Sheng Ning's heart fluttered under Yang Wenying's gaze, but she didn't regret what she had done. Qin Cuifen wanted to harm her; in this life, she refused to be the mindless idiot manipulated and betrayed by others.
Everyone was busy attending to the fainted Qin Cuifen, and no one paid attention to Sheng Ning, who had fallen off the stage and was struggling to get up.
She clung to her foot, feeling relieved in her heart. The more attention one received at a time , the more embarrassing it was. Qin Cuifen would no longer be able to stay in the dance troupe, and she herself feared that she would be punished too.
"Are you okay?" A deep voice sounded above her.
"I..." Sheng Ning looked up and saw Xu Qigang's young and handsome face. She had wanted to say she was fine, but it turned into, "It hurts..." Her eyes pitiful, like a soft and cute little animal.
Xu Qigang squatted down, extending a big hand to examine her ankle, and indeed saw that it was red and swollen like a steamed bun. His sharp eyebrows furrowed into small mountains for some unknown reason.
When he touched it, Sheng Ning whimpered in pain, causing Xu Qigang, a hardened man, to break into a light sweat.
Shen Jianguo also approached, "Comrade Sheng Ning, are you alright?"
Hearing Shen Jianguo's voice, Sheng Ning lifted her tearful face and silently lowered her head again.
Sitting on the ground, Sheng Ning tugged at Xu Qigang's sleeve and said pitifully, "Take me to the hospital! My ankle seems to be broken."
Xu Qigang looked at her pale, slender ankle, not even as thick as his wrist, swollen like a radish, and his face was full of fierce intention.
"Can you walk on your own?" Xu Qigang asked expressionlessly.
Sheng Ning sneaked a peek at him and whispered, "No, it hurts too much to walk."
Xu Qigang helped her up, his eyebrows knitted and a trace of fierce fury flashing in his eyes. He was a veteran who had survived mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Even the slightest impatient expression from him was enough to scare people away.
Sheng Ning would be lying if she said she wasn't afraid, but thinking of everything from her past life, she didn't want to be like she was then. Because of selfishness and cowardice, she missed out on a genuinely good man.
"Aren't you someone who trains every day?" Xu Qigang clearly doubted her physical ability.
"Yes!" Sheng Ning stubbornly bit her lip. She could have tried harder to stand up, but she didn't want to anymore.
"Carry me there." How could this person be so cold and hard, like a stubborn stone?