He Yuhao drove to a western restaurant with Leng Yinian. They got off together and Leng Yinian walked into the restaurant side by side with him.

When the revolving door entered, a woman came hurriedly and said, "I'm sorry."

Leng Yinian staggered for two steps. He Yuhao's long arm supported her waist. "Nian Nian, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Cold read a light smile, "Thank you."

He Yuhao did not release his hand, but still tightly encircled her waist. "Slow down, don't fall."

He still cared for her carefully, as he did when he was a child, for fear that she might fall and hurt. What he didn't know was...