Yu Zhe saw Mu Xiaoxiao frozen in this position and felt that something was amiss. Tapping her, he asked, "Xiaoxiao, what happened? Are you okay?"
Her face looked paler than before, which made him worried.
Mu Xiaoxiao's gaze lifted from her phone, and she looked at him. Her face was streaked with sobs as she cried, "Boohoo, he's ignoring me…"
"Who is he?" Yu Zhe asked in puzzlement, but something clicked in his mind. Could she be referring to Young Master Jie?
Looking dejected, Mu Xiaoxiao didn't reply to him.
Yu Zhe swept his gaze over the crowd, signaling that they should back off. Even though Mu Xiaoxiao was already feeling so uncomfortable, they were still surrounding her like that
"Xiaoxiao, you don't look too good. Let me take you to the sick bay, okay?"
Mu Xiaoxiao did not protest this time and merely nodded her head obediently.
She was still feeling dizzy and was worried that it was a concussion. She felt a little scared.