All of this happened too suddenly, and aside from Song Qiao herself who had yet to react, even the person she bumped into hadn't expected someone to rush towards him in such haste and collide into him directly.
The cell phone in her hand had already dropped to one side due to inertia, causing Song Qiao to involuntarily furrow her brows. Just as she was about to get up to retrieve her phone, a pair of large hands, obviously belonging to a man given their extended joints, appeared in front of her.
Song Qiao was slightly stunned and instinctively looked up, only to be met with a handsome face. Upon clearly seeing the man's features, she immediately froze on the spot.
"I'm sorry, it was my lack of attention earlier. Are you alright?" The man's voice was deep and gentle. Though it lacked the sensuality in Jingchen's voice, it was still very pleasant to hear. His face showed a touch of regret, making it seem as though it was indeed his fault.
