When An Ying fell into the pool, An Xiaoxiao gave her a hard push.

She choked on some water, and her vision gradually blurred.

In a daze, she seemed to see the twelve-year-old girl crying, screaming, and desperately trying to escape.

She clutched her head in anguish.

Oxygen is being lost little by little.

A strong feeling of suffocation came over me.

It was exactly the same suffocating feeling she had when that male teacher pushed her "disobedient" daughter into the pool when she was twelve.

However, this time was different from when I was twelve.

In the dim pool water, a hand reached out to her.

Can he be trusted?

Driven by the will to survive, An Ying slowly reached out her hand.

The pool water was cold, but the man's hands were warm.

The man pulled An Ying into his arms and steadily carried her towards the surface of the water.

Finally surfacing, An Ying coughed violently and leaned weakly on the man's shoulder.

By the dim moonlight, she could finally see the man's face clearly.

An Ying had just finished coughing, her voice still hoarse: "Fu Chengli, how could you......"

Why would he save her...?

On such a cold night, with such icy pool water, there was a group of acquaintances standing around the pool watching.

Who wants to be an embarrassing, soaking wet chicken for no reason?

She did this to drag An Xiaoxiao into the mess.

He could have easily stood by and done nothing…

Has he gone mad...?

An Ying climbed out of the water and sat on the ground, soaking wet. Water was also dripping from the torn part of her collar, and the fabric hung down naturally, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

Fu Chengli was taken aback, and immediately took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

But his own clothes were also soaking wet, so Fu Chengli immediately turned to the person next to him and said, "Xiu Ze, get a towel."

An Ying adjusted her suit jacket over her shoulders, her long eyelashes trembled, and large drops of water dripped from her long hair.

An Ying stared intently at Fu Chengli with her watery eyes.

This expensive haute couture suit jacket is basically ruined.

Suddenly, another human head emerged from the water.

Lu Qiyao climbed out of the pool with a gloomy face, dripping wet.

He walked straight up to Fu Chengli and grabbed him by the collar.

The surrounding crowd gasped in shock: What is this scene? Has President Lu gone mad? How dare he be so rude to Young Master Fu!

Lu Qiyao roared angrily, "Fu Chengli, why did you kick me?!"

Just now, he heard someone shouting in the lobby that something had happened at the swimming pool outside, but he couldn't find An Xiaoxiao anywhere.

An Ying was nowhere to be seen.

It wasn't until Lu Qiyao saw Ye Rao running out in a panic that he rushed to the poolside and saw someone helping to pull An Xiaoxiao out of the pool.

He then realized that the person in the pool must be An Ying.

An Xiaoxiao told him about that incident, the one that happened when An Ying was twelve years old.

She was a promising talent who could have been selected for the youth swimming team, but that incident made her afraid of water and swimming ever since.

This left her with a psychological scar, making her afraid of intimate contact.

She will die if she falls into the water like that.

The thought flashed through Lu Qiyao's mind.

Lu Qiyao's heart sank. He wanted to jump into the water to save the person, but was suddenly kicked.

He jumped off course.

It fell into the other side of the pool.

By the time he swam back, Fu Chengli had already rescued An Ying and brought her ashore.

Fu Chengli said coldly, "Let go."

Lu Qiyao gritted his teeth, his anger burning inside.

Fu Chengli's eyes were cold and sharp. With just a glance, his powerful aura made Lu Qiyao feel like he was being pricked by needles.

Even though he was furious, he didn't dare to openly challenge Fu Chengli, so he had no choice but to let go.

Li Xiuzhe returned carrying a stack of towels, and said sarcastically, "It's better to keep fighting in President Fu's club than to let Young Master Lu know what's good for him."

It turns out that President Fu is the real boss behind this club, and Li Xiuzhe is the one who helps manage and operate it.

An Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, watching a bunch of people surrounding An Ying, asking her how she was doing, and even her fiancé was about to fight with Fu Chengli.

She felt a surge of resentment in her heart, and clenched her fists tightly.

It was such a small difference, a hair's breadth away, that An Ying almost drowned.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of her.

An Xiaoxiao looked up.

Ye Rao looked down at her and commanded in a very unfriendly tone, "Apologize to An Ying."

An Xiaoxiao turned her face away, pretending not to have heard Ye Rao's order.

Ye Rao raised her hand high.

Snapped--

A slap landed hard.

An Xiaoxiao covered her face and shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"

Ye Rao continued, "An Ying is afraid of water. She never goes near these places. You clearly forced her to come to the pool. What is your purpose?"

An Xiaoxiao remained silent.

Ye Rao's expression was cold: "Apologize."

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