All they heard was a faint rumble, and the steps collapsed in an instant.
Collapsed...
Lapsed...
Tong Yan missed a step and fell down directly. If she were wearing pants, a simple backflip would have settled it.
But she was wearing a dress and high heels, a floor-length gown with eight-centimeter heels. It was incredibly difficult to move!
Tong Yan's sadness flowed backward like a river, sensing trouble brewing.
If she fell in front of everyone, she would lose both face and dignity.
She didn't want that to happen!
But she couldn't control her body from leaning back.
Was she really about to do a backflip in a long dress?
She feared she might trip over the dress before even flipping successfully, driving her insane!
Tong Yan felt despair inside, closed her eyes, and waited to fall to the ground, but for a long time, she didn't feel any pain.
She opened her eyes and saw Bo Yimo, his brows and eyes so clear.
At that moment, he was holding her by the waist.
