Someone was crying behind the flowers, even sobbing in agony...
Baili Xia unconsciously stopped and looked behind the flowers.
The voice, it was so familiar, it was Nangong Qingqing...
Did this count as someone else's business?
No matter what, Nangong Qingqing wasn't someone she should provoke.
So she hesitated for a moment before continuing towards the Sihai Residence front door.
Nangong Yun was far too complicated, since she was her sister, Nangong Qingqing was probably no different.
For these people, the less one provokes, the less hassle.
But unexpectedly, just as she was taking a half step, Nangong Qingqing's cries changed timbre.
It turned... into either moaning or groaning, the particularly agonizing kind.
She was injured...
At this point, Baili Xia just couldn't continue and leave cold-heartedly.
Turning around, she directly headed for the cluster of flowers.
But she didn't dare to approach recklessly, fearing it was a plot or trick to harm her.
