The smile on Qin Xue's face vanished instantly, her previously innocent and endearing expression now covered by a layer of frost. She slowly raised her head and looked at the man and woman, her gaze ice-cold, as if she were looking at two lifeless objects. The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment. Just as Qin Xue's eyes flickered, as if she were about to do something, Qin Hao's hand gently rested on her shoulder. Qin Hao stepped forward half a pace, positioning himself in front of Qin Xue. A warm, even slightly apologetic smile appeared on his face as he nodded repeatedly at the couple: "I'm sorry, so sorry. My sister wasn't paying attention and didn't watch where she was going. We truly apologize for disturbing you." His attitude was sincere, his tone humble—entirely the manner of someone trying to smooth things over. Seeing that the other party admitted fault so readily, and especially noting Qin Hao's distinguished bearing, the trendy m...