The other side.
Xia Yulu's heart was beating like a drum.
If it were before, regardless of what she and Li Jing'an were thinking in their hearts, the clever calculations and the little thoughts they were hiding.
At least, there was peace on the surface.
At this moment, Li Jing'an should be bending down, helping her up, soothing her with care, and venting her resentment.
But now, they stood together like a perfectly matched couple.
With those emotionless eyes, looking down on her, colder than ever.
Xia Yulu couldn't bear such a gaze; she had just lifted her head and secretly glanced over, only to find unfamiliar iciness on their faces.
It's bad.
Xia Yulu was burning with anxiety, feeling that something must be wrong, yet unaware of what it was.
But now, with things reaching this stage, no matter what, she had to brace herself and forcefully act it out.
She raised her hand, crying pitifully, "Jing'an, Quansheng, quickly look!
