Beitang Huan also felt regret; the friendship between her and Qian Qian during this time was comparable to that between sisters!
But she never expected that their friendship would deteriorate to this extent.
"Huan, things are not the way you think they are!" Xia Qingqian leaned weakly on the door, trying to explain herself.
"Not the way I think? Then what way exactly?" Beitang Huan scoffed, "You liar! Deceitful woman! I will never listen to you again! I really can't believe you could be such a cold-blooded and heartless person! That's your mother, and yet you could actually harm her!"
Heavens! This misunderstanding is far too severe!
Xia Qingqian simply couldn't defend herself; she was like someone who had swallowed a bitter pill, unable to express her pain!
At the time in the stone room, there was Madam Rong lying in a pool of blood and the injured First Lady. When Beitang Huan arrived, what she saw was only Xia Qingqian unharmed and intact!
