Qin Jiatong wanted to say something else.
Shang Jingheng's sharp gaze fell on her body like a blade.
It made her shiver all over and her face instantly turned pale.
This person's gaze was so scary!
"Tongtong, what's wrong?"
Mrs. Qin stood by her side and naturally noticed her abnormality. Her face was full of concern.
"I-I'm fine, mom. Sister, s-she doesn't know how to treat..."
Qin Jiatong bit her lip. Her voice was full of concern and eagerness.
"This is a matter of life and death. No, I'd better go and persuade sister to come down..."
Mrs. Qin grabbed her, her voice cold.
"Why do you care about her? There are so many people here, but she wants to be in the limelight. If she's capable, then let her go and save that person. It has nothing to do with us."
"But mom..."
"Listen to mom."
Mrs. Qin had already thought it through. In any case, the mother and daughter would not get involved in this matter.