She was almost out of breath when she said this, and after she finished speaking, her beautiful peach blossom eyes closed.
"It's okay, it will stop soon, don't worry... Your husband will take you to the hospital now."
Lu Yuchen's Adam's apple rolled a few times before he managed to avoid losing his composure.
He had already noticed the blood on her lower body.
However, in order not to make her worry, he could only force himself not to look at the large patch of bright red on the hem of her light-colored dress.
She was still so young that she probably didn't understand what that meant.
But he had once accidentally seen someone else's female companion encounter such an accident, and at that time, he secretly cursed it as bad luck.
But now, seeing Tang Xinluo like this, his heart felt like it was being tightly grasped, and it hurt so much that he almost couldn't breathe.
Without thinking about anything else, Lu Yuchen picked up the dying woman.
He had plenty of time to investigate the matter slowly, and the most important thing now was Tang Xinluo's safety. With a cold face and holding Tang Xinluo in his arms, Lu Yuchen strode out of the banquet with his men clearing the way.
…
On the stairs, Song Xiulan, who had pushed the person away, was walking towards the lounge with her head down, breathing heavily.
It was so thrilling. She also heard Lu Yuchen's voice just now.
She was afraid that Tang Xinluo would complain on the spot, and then a lot of evidence would be impossible to eliminate, so she made a prompt decision and pushed Tang Xinluo away without thinking.
Fortunately, she was standing at the back, and Tang Xinluo didn't turn around to see her, and it was even more impossible for Lu Yuchen to see her. Even if she pushed him, as long as she denied it, the two juniors would not be able to do anything to her.
After all, she is still their aunt.
Song Xiulan was thinking about something with her head down when she suddenly heard a voice coming from the front.
"Aunt, how's it going? Did you catch up with Tang Xinluo?"
She was startled. It turned out that Song Jiani came out from the lounge because she saw that she hadn't returned for a long time.
Patting her chest, Song Xiulan said proudly, "Don't worry, even though she didn't catch up, she can't make any waves."
Seeing that Song Jiani still didn't understand, she explained, "Tang Xinluo just rolled down the stairs. It was all her carelessness. When she wakes up, Auntie will go to the hospital to comfort her in person. I guarantee that she won't dare to say a word."
Song Xiulan had a good idea. Tang Xinluo was tricked by her, her elder, once but there was no evidence. She taught her a lesson so harshly that Tang Xinluo would only be more afraid of her in the future.
Even if Tang Xinluo wanted to report him, she had no evidence. Moreover, Tang Xinluo thought that her mother-in-law Zhuo Yarong was involved in this matter, so she didn't dare to tell Lu Yuchen easily.
Song Jiani seemed to be frightened by the hidden meaning in Song Xiulan's words. She didn't answer for a long time after she finished speaking.
Song Xiulan sighed, knowing that these young people in the Song family were not ruthless enough and were not very useful. If Song Jiani had not looked good and dignified, she would not have chosen the niece with the softest personality from her mother's family to help her.
“Look at you, you’re so scared by such a small thing that you can’t say a word. This isn’t the first time we’ve done this. The guy next to Yuchen before…” Before she could finish the rest of her words, Song Xiulan raised her eyes and finally realized that something was wrong.
The reason why Song Jiani didn't dare to answer was not because she was scared by her words, but because...
"Ya... Yarong... why are you here..."
Outside another lounge three doors away, Zhuo Yarong was standing there, looking at them with deep eyes. (To be continued)