Du Heng was very anxious.
Seeing the red at the tip of the scissors, his heart pounded with even greater fear.
But he dared not show any sign of fear or impatience; he could only slowly approach Qi Xiaoqing.
"Ms. Qi, listen to me, don't act impulsively." Du Heng slowly walked towards Qi Xiaoqing, his voice softened to the utmost.
He had never spoken with such gentleness even to Wu Shengnan; he hadn't even known he could be so 'warm'.
The moment he grasped Qi Xiaoqing's hand, he felt his legs weaken. As he slowly took the scissors from her, the surrounding lights seemed to grow much brighter.
Gao Qin, behind him, was finding it unbearable. When she saw Du Heng secure the scissors, she couldn't help but let out a trembling "AH!"
Du Heng felt much the same, but being a man and at the forefront, he managed better control. However, it wasn't until he spoke again that he realized his own breath was shaky.
"Ms. Qi, don't be agitated. Calm your emotions and rest for a while.
