Sheng Qianchi suddenly turned his head, his cold gaze landing on Qin Yishu's face, "Did you do this?"
Qin Yishu was so frightened that her face turned as white as a sheet. She shook her head repeatedly, "No, Qianchi, you warned me yesterday, I wouldn't dare."
Sheng Qianchi didn't continue to press her, having had her by his side for six years, he believed she lacked the courage to defy him again. Thus, he turned and strode forward, intending to catch up with Gu Jiayin.
Just as he turned, he heard a "bang" from behind. Looking back, he saw Qin Yishu collapsed on the ground, her eyes shut tight, as fragile as if she had no bones.
He hesitated for two seconds but still turned back, bending down to help Qin Yishu sit up, lightly patting her face, "Yishu? Qin Yishu?"
The woman who had just been confessing her feelings was now unconscious, with traces of tears still visible on her face.
The opposite building flickered with light again.
