Gu Qingxin was staring dumbfounded at the distorted face of Huang Jiaxin in front of her. She wanted to escape, but it felt as if she was rooted in place, unable to move at all…
Her black pupils shrunk drastically. All she could do was watch as the retro bronze mirror, made of metal, was being brought crashing down towards her head.
Everything seemed to slow down. Gasps of shock from the staff echoed around her, but Gu Qingxin could no longer hear them clearly, as all she could see was the bronze mirror coming closer and closer towards her…
Everything had happened so quickly, and Huang Jiaxin was too crazed. No one had been able to react in time, and it was too late to save Gu Qingxin…
Just at that critical moment, Gu Qingxin felt as if she was pushed to the ground along with the small chair she was sitting on…
Raising her head, she saw Ming Shang's surprised face…
