Lu Yebai turned around, noticing Meng Xixi with her head held low. He reached out to brush her aside, asking softly as he did so, "Xixi, why did you end up in a fight with my mother? You..."
Meng Xixi stepped back, avoiding his grasp, and continued to walk towards the staircase with her head still lowered.
Lu Yebai knew she had been wronged. He had not expected his mother to behave so impolitely in front of him. He watched her retreating figure, his eyebrows slightly wrinkling. A sudden corner of his eye movement caught something, causing his expression to change.
On the spot where Meng Xixi had been standing, drops of blood had unexpectedly appeared. The bright red hue against the white porcelain tiles was a startling sight!
Lu Yebai lunged forward to grab Meng Xixi's wrist, drawing her into his arms - her hair was scattered across her face, revealing a dishevelled appearance.
