With Xiao Yize's anxious warning, the food container tightly held in Mo Qingning's hands fell to the ground.
The elevator doors reopened, but Mo Qingning's wrist was indeed painfully pinched in the process.
Xiao Yize quickly stepped out of the elevator.
"Are you okay?"
He asked with concern.
Mo Qingning shook her head, but looked sorrowfully at the spilled food container on the floor.
Ignoring the pain in her wrist, she immediately crouched down to clean up the mess.
Xiao Yize saw this and also squatted down to help.
"Next time, don't be so rushed. There are plenty of fast elevators in the company. Don't do something so dangerous just to save time."
He admonished her.
The container had overturned, her efforts wasted, and Mo Qingning felt a wave of disappointment. But upon hearing Xiao Yize's words, the smile returned to her delicate pink face.
"Mm! I'll listen to you. I'll be more careful in the future!"
