"Third Young Master, something terrible has happened! Ji Qingxin is bleeding…"
There was a thunderous boom.
It was as if a bolt of lightning had exploded in her mind.
Qiao An's body stiffened. Bleeding?
Everything was fine, how could she be bleeding?
Was it… the bloody show?
With a body stiffened like a board, Qiao An's hands trembled slightly as she gripped the blanket and flung it away fiercely.
She got out of bed, pulled open the wardrobe, grabbed a set of clothes, and rushed into the bathroom.
Her hands shaking, Qiao An struggled to steady herself, changed into the clothes, and just as she opened the bathroom door, Mu Jingxi's face was tense as he took her hand and led her downstairs.
She kept reassuring herself that nothing would happen to Ji Qingxin and the baby.
A person like Ji Qingxin wouldn't destroy her last trump card so easily.
However, seeing Mu Jingxi's expression, she began to panic…
