A gunshot sounded, and Ji Qingxin's hands dropped weakly to her sides following the noise.
Accompanied by her agonized scream, "Ah..."
Little Nuomi slumped down limply, and Xia Lin took swift steps forward, catching her and holding her in his arms.
Situ Yunshu stepped forward anxiously, "Little Nuomi, how are you?"
Little Nuomi gasped for air, tears streaming down her face, crying terribly sad.
"Xia Lin, take her inside quickly, and have the doctor check on her."
"Yes, Second Young Madam."
As he watched Xia Lin leave, Situ Yunshu turned and approached Ji Qingxin. She crouched down, her lips curling into a cold smile, "It seems that Jingxi's decision not to marry you was the right one."
She was almost married into the Mu Family.
Almost became her sister-in-law.
Ji Qingxin's face was twisted with pain, her cold sweat drenched self staring intensely at Situ Yunshu, "It was you!"