Mo Qiang felt someone push her away. As she was not prepared the impact caused her to stumble, Yi Yazhu was not any different as he was thrown to the side.
"Umph," Mo Qiang groaned as she turned to look at the woman who was holding Jin Weimin in her arms with a wild look in her eyes. She looked like someone who had lost her precious treasure.
"What happened? What happened to him?" Chang Rong turned around and demanded. Mo Qiang stared at Chang Rong who seemed to be too agitated.
It did not seem like she was in any state to hear or tell them anything. She ignored the throbbing of her back and said, "I have no idea. I only know that he went to relieve himself and never returned, so I came to look for him."
Chang Rong, who was hugging Jin Weimin, clasped him even tighter as she turned and glared at Mo Qiang, "Why did you not go with him? Why did you have to leave him alone? If you had followed him——"
