"Chiang Xiaoxiao?"
"Ah!" Chiang Xiao was startled and jumped as if an electric current had suddenly touched her nerves. She instantly turned around, forgetting that there were steps behind her and was about to tumble down.
"Xiaoxiao!" The Chiang Songhai behind her looked up, and in his alarm, he dropped what he was carrying and stretched out his arms to catch her.
But in the last second, an arm caught her waist.
Chiang Xiao still kept the posture of falling backward; in fact, her hand had already quickly grabbed the railing, but if Meng Xinian hadn't caught her, she might not have fallen down the steps, but she could have possibly twisted her ankle.
"Did you see a ghost or something?" Meng Xinian looked at her through gritted teeth and with a foul expression.