Xia Yinian kept running, heading towards the helipad behind Feng Family’s mountain.
By the ti she approached the helipad, the helicopter had already landed.
It was them, they had really co back.
Gu Beicheng, bare-chested, was carrying a woman in his arms, walking towards this side.
Uncle also had blood on him, but, the state of Yu Wanqing took Xia Yinian’s breath away.
Her hair was disheveled, her gaze blank, aside from her body wrapped in Uncle’s shirt, not a single spot on the limbs that were exposed was intact.
Blue here, purple there, black in places, and even so glaring red spots.
The abnormal colors starkly contrasted her pale white skin.
Looking at her bloodless pale face, Xia Yinian covered her lips, holding back tears.
If only she could cry and make a fuss, anything would be better than Yu Wanqing’s current condition.
Could it be that Uncle had really arrived a step too late? Had she truly been bullied?
Even though she was a woman that Xia Yinian disliked and had even bullied herself, seeing Yu Wanqing now, Xia Yinian’s heart truly felt uncomfortable.
The punishnt that should have been her own had been directly placed upon soone else; such a feeling was indescribably painful.
Xia Yinian dared not move forward any longer and stopped by the side of the path, watching the man carry the woman past.
Gu Beicheng did not pay attention to anything else either, his expression carrying a trace of gravity as he carried the woman in his arms.
"Miss Niannian," Chi He, who followed behind, looked at the girl with moist eyes standing by the roadside.
"Chi He," Xia Yinian imdiately ca to her senses and turned to look at Chi He, "How is Yu Wanqing... what happened to her?"
"Lady Qing’s injuries are quite serious, we’ll need a doctor’s examination to know the specifics," Chi He said softly.
"Did she... get bullied?" Xia Yinian couldn’t help choking up when she said the word "bullied."
"No, Seventh Young Master got there in ti, but there were many people in the room at that ti, and Lady Qing’s clothes were torn to shreds; she might have been terrified."
"After she fainted and woke up, she has been like this," Chi He nodded lightly.
"Miss Niannian, don’t bla yourself too much. Everything has been arranged by Seventh Young Master. If anyone owes Lady Qing, it’s Seventh Young Master’s responsibility, you shouldn’t think too much about it."
Chi He usually disliked won crying, but Miss Niannian was not just any woman.
After giving Xia Yinian a reassuring look, Chi He turned and followed Gu Beicheng’s steps.
Luckily, everything was still in ti, Xia Yinian closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Thinking of Chi He’s words about there being many people in the room made her heart drop.
How could she not feel responsible? If possible, she also wished she could do sothing to make up for the harm done to Yu Wanqing.
Adjusting her emotions, Xia Yinian turned and followed.
Gu Beicheng, holding Yu Wanqing, entered the villa room arranged by Feng Yan.
Yu Wanqing, who had been expressionless, only began to regain so focus in her eyes after being laid down.
She looked at Gu Beicheng and tightly grasped his palm.
Yu Wanqing’s grip grew stronger, as if she wanted to bury her fingers into Gu Beicheng’s veins.
Gu Beicheng, looking at the person on the bed, halted his movent to withdraw his hands.
Arriving at the door of the room, Xia Yinian just saw the situation inside.
She bit her lip and backed away a few steps.
Now was the ti when Yu Wanqing needed care the most; the person she needed was Uncle, not herself.
Perhaps, her presence would only make Yu Wanqing uncomfortable.
Xia Yinian lowered her head, composed herself, and turned to leave.
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