Crystal Street.

Under the golden sunlight, the entire square was covered with a hazy halo of light. Jin Zhuwen faced the morning sun as she walked towards the center of the Plaza.

In the morning, there weren't many people in the square. Jin Zhuwen held a Chanel handbag in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other as she walked hurriedly.

Last night was Zhong Xinrui's birthday. She posted a photo of her and Ye Junwen on Weibo. Jin Shuwen and Zhong Xingrui were high school classmates, but they didn't talk much.

In fact, the high school Jin Zhuwen and Ye Junwen were very ambiguous. They used to be at the same table, while Zhong Xingran sat in front of Ye Junwen and would often give him delicious biscuits.

Jin Zhuwen didn't know how to make cakes, bread, or biscuits. Ye Junwen used the biscuits that Zhong Xingrui had made for him to show off in front of Jin Zhuwen. Jin Zhuwen often said that women should do great things, and not be like stupid and sweet people who only knew how to roast biscuits.

When she was reading, Jin Zhuwen didn't understand what love was, nor did she understand what jealousy was. It was as if she had never cared about Ye Junwen, but Ye Junwen had unknowingly lived in her heart for more than ten years. By the time she discovered it, it was already too late.

Ye Junwen was also a very stubborn person. He was good at hiding his thoughts, and there were several times when he wanted to confess to Jin Zhuwen. However, Jin Zhuwen would use all sorts of excuses to reject him.

Jin Zhuwen had been a celebrity since she was young. Although she wasn't restricted by the entertainment company, she didn't want to end her bachelorhood so early. She didn't know what she had been thinking at that time.

Now that she thought back to it, she actually felt a little bit of regret.

Last night, looking at the photo of Ye Junwen and Zhong Xinrui, she had been unable to sleep the entire night. In the morning, she woke up early again. His heart felt very empty and depressed.

She had originally thought that Ye Junwen would wait for her and accompany her until she was engaged to Zhong Xingran. It was only then that she realized that she no longer had a chance.

Sooner or later, this fruitless relationship would cease to throb in her heart, and she felt that it was time to let it go.

Some relationships were best when it came to friends.

As Jin Zhuwen was walking, she suddenly saw a beggar on the street. Jin Zhuwen was a soft-hearted person, so she stopped and prepared to pay the beggar.

At this moment, a man in a black T-shirt suddenly flashed by her side. With one hand, he snatched the bag from her hands and quickly ran forward.

The coffee in Jin Zhuwen's hand had also been spilled. The coffee stains were scattered all over her white dress, making her look extremely miserable.

"Stop ??" Thief, don't run. " Jin Zhuwen screamed. She threw her coffee into a trash can, but it was too inconvenient for her to run in her high-heeled shoes. After chasing her for a few steps, she had no choice but to give up.

There were a lot of cash and bank cards in the bag, and Jin Zhuwen's cell phone. She didn't care about anything else, but she had a lot of private things in her phone. She was a star, and if her chat with someone else was exposed, the consequences would be dire.

A man wearing a white shirt suddenly appeared behind her. He ran out at the speed of an arrow while stepping on a pair of Arthur's sneakers.

Jin Zhuwen had lost all hope, but ten minutes later, the man in the white shirt came back and handed her the bag.

"Miss, your bag." Xu Ningsheng held Jin Zhuwen's handbag in his left hand. His right hand had been injured when the thief had pulled out the dagger, and Xu Ningsheng had grabbed the dagger with his right hand.

Blood dripped onto the ground, drop by drop onto the plaza.

Jin Zhuwen suddenly realized as if she was in a dream. She discovered that there was a tall and slender man with warm eyes standing in front of her. He looked to be around 1850. Although his appearance wasn't particularly handsome, it was very comfortable to look at.

"Miss, your bag, I've brought it back for you." Seeing that Jin Zhuwen didn't respond, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, then repeated his words.

He didn't seem to care about the wound on his right hand at all. Despite the fact that he was bleeding profusely, Xu Ningsheng continued to smile, not caring about the wound in his hand at all.

"Ah ??" Thank you, thank you so much, you... Is your hand all right? " Jin Shuwen took her handbag from Xu Ningsheng's hands. Her beautiful face was slightly creased.

In order to help him retrieve his bag, the blood on his hand flowed all over the ground!

"You're welcome, take a look at your bag and see if anything's missing." Xu Ningsheng endured the pain with a genial smile on his warm face, giving off the feeling that he was very easy to get along with.

Jin Zhuwen lowered her head and took a few more glances, but nothing was missing from her bag.

"I'll take you to the hospital. Your hand definitely can't be treated like this. It needs to be bandaged." Jin Zhuwen didn't know why, but she suddenly grabbed Xu Ningsheng's injured right hand. Aside from filming, she had never had such close contact with a man before, except for Ye Junwen.

A large amount of emotion could be seen in Jin Zhuwen's clear eyes. She also felt that she was a hot-blooded youngster, but she wouldn't have done such a thing if she had risked being injured in order to help a stranger recover.

Therefore, Jin Zhuwen admired Xu Ningsheng's courage. She tightly held onto his injured hand, her eyes flashing with determination. She had to bring him to the hospital.

"It's nothing, just a small wound." Xu Ningsheng, on the other hand, disapproved. He took his hand away from Jin Zhuwen. This kind of pain was nothing.

Last night, Xu Ningsheng found out that Zhou Manzhen's boyfriend was Jin Beisheng, which was why she rejected him so decisively. Jin Sen was the cover boy god of No. 1 High School in A City, the idol of many people, and in front of such a man, Xu Ningsheng was ashamed of his inferiority.

Xu Ningsheng originally wanted to send a WeChat message to ask Zhou Manzhen how her calf injury was, but thinking that she already had a boyfriend, Xu Ningsheng also kept to the bottom line. Maybe Zhou Manzhen didn't need his concern.

"No, you have to go to the hospital. It's summer now, and wounds can easily get inflamed. It will take at least two weeks to recover from injuries like this." Jin Zhuwen's gaze turned serious. They were just strangers who had never met before. Since Xu Ningsheng was able to help out like this, it was only right that she take him to the hospital to treat his wounds.

"As a man, what are these little injuries? "I won't trouble you then." A faint estrangement hung on Xu Ningsheng's seemingly gentle face. The reason he helped Jin Zhuwen retrieve her bag was because he happened to see Jin Zhuwen donating money to a beggar.

Xu Ningsheng felt that he had to help a kind-hearted woman like his.

"Don't be stubborn with me. If you don't come with me to the hospital, then that's fine too. I'll follow you wherever you go." Jin Zhuwen put his hands on his hips, pretending to be an unreasonable and unreasonable young miss.