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The cafeteria floor had just been mopped and was a bit slippery.

Linlin felt her foot slip when she was bumped, and one of her legs suddenly lurched forward.

"what……"

"Linlin!" Dong Xiaomin was holding a plate, and she couldn't even support her with one hand.

At the critical moment, Yan Yuan appeared out of nowhere, reached out and caught her in his arms, lifting her up with a forceful lift.

Linlin was so frightened that her heart almost stopped. When she came to her senses from the shock, she felt the hot temperature on her waist and the strong hand, and heard the strong heartbeat beside her ear. Now she was a little stunned.

Yan Yuan carried her to a clean place before putting her down. Looking down at her legs, he asked anxiously, "Are you hurt? Move your ankles, thighs, and calves a bit."

Linlin's right leg hurts a bit, probably because she slid out with too much force and speed, which tore a tendon.

She touched her leg, feigning composure, and said, "It's nothing, I just tugged on it."

"Are you really alright?" Yan Yuan said in a deep voice, "Tell me if your leg hurts. This can't be delayed."

"It's really nothing. Look at him, I can walk perfectly fine."

Linlin demonstrated by walking two steps for him, and Yan Yuan finally felt relieved.

"Brother Xiaoyuan..." Linlin frowned, feeling guilty, "But your clothes are dirty."

It was cold, and he was wearing a long, dark gray wool coat that had a structured cut, making his figure appear even taller and more slender.

In addition, he had just finished class today and was wearing thin-rimmed glasses, which concealed the cold and sharp depths in his eyes, but added a strong scholarly air to his face.

In the heat of the moment, while trying to save her, he got a lot of soup and oil splattered on the cuffs of his coat, turning a fine coat into a filthy mess.

Yan Yuan remained calm, casually taking off his coat and draping it over his arm to comfort Linlin, "It's alright, the clothes can be washed, as long as you weren't hurt."

After removing his outer coat, Yan Yuan wore a white shirt underneath, layered with a slightly loose, dark gray thin wool sweater. He was slender yet upright, exuding a cool and noble aura.

Coincidentally, Lu Zeyu was also wearing a similar dark gray sweater today.

The two were standing not far apart, making it easy for people to compare them.

When two people wear the same outfit, whoever looks worse is the one who feels embarrassed.

Lu Zeyu was actually not bad-looking. He was tall and had regular features. With his striking appearance and generous spending style, he quickly became a popular figure at school.

Now, standing beside Yan Yuan, the difference in their status is immediately apparent.

The same outfit, worn by Lu Zeyu, wouldn't be noticeable under normal circumstances, but now, in comparison, it reveals an effortless and immature look.

Youth isn't always an advantage; Yan Yuan's composure and poise are qualities that Lu Zeyu, at his age, can't yet learn.

"Linlin, who is this?"

Lu Zeyu asked.

Linlin was a little angry. It was Lu Zeyu who bumped into her just now, otherwise Xiaoyuan's clothes wouldn't have gotten dirty.

She frowned and looked at Lu Zeyu. "Lu Zeyu, you should apologize to Brother Xiaoyuan first."

Lu Zeyu paused for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Yan Yuan nodded, his tone indifferent, "It's alright, just be more careful when you walk next time."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and led Linlin to sit down at the table next to him, without looking at Lu Zeyu again, as if he wasn't worth a single word from him.

Lu Zeyu knew the instructor, Jiang Chengzhou, was Linlin's brother. This was the first time Lu Zeyu had heard of or met the person in front of him.

He could see the special attention and care Yan Yuan showed towards Linlin in his actions.

He is different from Jiang Chengzhou.

A man's intuition told him that Yan Yuan was also one of Lin Lin's suitors.

Seeing Linlin looking up and talking to the man, Lu Zeyu's eyes turned cold, and he turned and left the cafeteria.

Linlin watched his retreating figure and muttered in dissatisfaction, "How rude."

"Alright," Yan Yuan said with a smile, "Don't worry about other people's business. I made you some soup. You can drink it with your classmates first, and I'll go get you some rice."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the food serving window. Linlin was about to grab him when her foot slipped, and a sharp pain suddenly shot through her ankle. "Ouch—"

Dong Xiaomin quickly grabbed her arm, "What's wrong?"

Linlin frowned and looked down at her ankle. She had twisted it just now. Yan Li was too close to her, and she was a little flustered at the time. Now that she had calmed down, she felt some pain.

Dong Xiaomin squatted down, gently rolled up her trouser leg, took a look, and gasped, "It's all swollen."

It wasn't serious at all; it was just a small bump on her ankle. But her skin was naturally fair and translucent, so the bruise stood out.

Yan Yuan quickly returned with the tray.

He paused, his gaze falling on Linlin's rolled-up trouser leg, and his tone suddenly turned serious, "Sprained your ankle?"

Linlin felt a little guilty under his gaze and pulled her foot back. "It really didn't hurt just now."

The cafeteria was packed with people, so even though Yan Yuan was anxious, he couldn't very well go and check the girl's feet in public.

He put down his plate and said, "You guys eat first, and I'll take you to the hospital after you're done."

Yan Yuan saved her today and even cooked soup and served her rice. Linlin suddenly felt a little ungrateful for avoiding him recently, so she smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Brother Yuan, have you eaten yet? Do you want me to get you some rice?"

"Rest now, I'm not hungry. There's still a pot of soup at home, I'll eat it later."

Yan Yuan's glasses were somewhat reflective, so Linlin couldn't see his expression.

She bit her lip and absentmindedly finished her meal in front of Yan Yuan.

Dong Xiaomin dared not speak.

Yan Yuan is a teacher. Linlin didn't notice anything unusual about him after spending a lot of time with him, but Dong Xiaomin felt that Yan Yuan was a bit serious.

She thought to herself: How come Linlin is so cute, but her brothers are all so scary?

When they were almost finished eating, Yan Yuan looked at Dong Xiaomin and said, "Classmate, could you please stay here with Linlin for a while? I'll go and contact the car."

Dong Xiaomin nodded hurriedly.

Yan Yuan could naturally carry Linlin home, but this was Linlin's school, and as a grown man, it would inevitably cause some gossip.

Yan Yuan wants to pursue Linlin, but he doesn't know what the final outcome will be. In any case, before they are officially recognized, Yan Yuan doesn't want to affect her campus life.

Yan Yuan called a car and took Linlin to the hospital first.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Yan Yuan asked the driver to wait, then half-squatted down in front of Linlin, saying, "Get in, I'll carry you inside."

Linlin quickly waved her hand, "Brother Xiaoyuan, I can do it myself."

Yan Yuan stood up and looked at her. After a few seconds, he stretched out his arm and said, "Then take my arm."

"..."

Linlin hesitated for a moment, then Yan Yuan reached out and put his arm around her, half-carrying and half-supporting her into the hospital.