Wen Xinya's eyelids twitched and she instinctively tried to help her up. However, it was too late, for the tray had already been smashed into pieces. Ning Shuqian was already lying on the ground too.
"Ouch… it hurts! Xinya, how could you do this to me?" Ning Shuqian shrieked at the top of her lungs while clutching her stomach in pain and agony.
The commotion had caught the attention of many and everyone turned to look at them. Some even began walking towards them out of curiosity.
At this moment, Wen Haowen heard the din and hurriedly rushed over to see what was going on. Upon sight of Ning Shuqian lying on the ground in pain, he was greatly taken aback and momentarily stunned. The moment he recovered from the shock, he zoomed forward and squatted down to hold Ning Shuqian's head up. He asked nervously, "Shuqian, Shuqian, how are you?"