"Jian Qing, are you alright?"
Xiya supported Jian Qing, her face a bit pale, obviously shocked by the recent events.
"I'm fine."
Jian Qing raised her hand to her forehead and shook her head.
"Did you get hurt?" As she said that, Xiya moved her hand away, seeing a red, swollen spot on her smooth, fair forehead, her expression turned grim.
Damn Chu Ruohan.
Daring to hurt her precious companion Jian Qing, she needed to settle the score.
She glared coldly at Chu Ruohan, gritted her teeth and declared, "You crazy woman, I'll kill you."
With that, she grabbed a small vase from the decor nearby and threw it towards Chu Ruohan.
Chu Ruohan sidestepped to avoid the vase, then sneered at Xiya, "I should thank you, if not for you, how could I have easily pushed her?"
"You..." Xiya gritted her teeth in rage.
If not for her current pregnancy, she would have dragged her to the bathroom and flushed her face in the toilet.
