Chu Yingying was now in a state of complete paranoia.
This woman was madly...
When Jian Ran saw Gu Mochen, holding Tang Bao as he hurried closer, she hadn't yet spoken when Gu Mochen began to soothe her with a soft voice.
"I've already called the police and the ambulance."
"Mm."
Jian Ran nodded faintly, her attention focused on Han Siming's injuries.
Gu Mochen's deep, ink-like eyes fell on Jian Ran, adding a few shades deeper...
The Tang Bao in Gu Mochen's arms was so scared that she started to cry, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Mommy, are you alright?"
"Good girl, Mommy is fine... really."
"Wuu, there's so much blood, Daddy, Mommy is scared..."
Jian Ran exchanged a glance with Gu Mochen, knowing that the little girl was terrified. Indeed, there was blood on her chest and cheeks, but it was all Han Siming's, not related to her at all.
"Good girl, Mommy is fine, it's Uncle's blood..."