Du Jiayi was really afraid of Mother Qin's fall. Du Jiayi, whose face turned pale with a "swish", couldn't care that she also wore stiletto heels, and hurried to help Mother Qin, "Auntie, how are you? How are you?"
Mother Qin, who found that she couldn't stand up on her own, wanted to stand up with Du Jiayi's hands. Someone on the right side curled up with a faint fragrance of perfume, and firmly supported Qin's mother.
Seeing this, Ye Jian, who was about to support Qin's mother back, glanced slightly across the face of the woman holding Qin's mother, and saw the familiarity of Qin Xiu's five sense organs.
The woman is very similar to Qin Xiu, with short shredded hair, only the left ear wears a small blade earring.
There is still a sharp heroic spirit on her body. She is wearing a vest-style gray and white striped women's casual suit. Even if she squats down now, she can see that she is a slender woman.
She also had a camera with a professional lens at her feet. She seemed to know that the price must be expensive. Now such an expensive camera was put on the ground casually. Her heroic brows were frowned, and all her thoughts were placed on Qin's mother. .
Since she was similar to Qin Xiuxiao, she didn't need to go to help. Seeing that Ye Jian, who had nothing to do with her, twisted her luggage and quickly disappeared from the crowd.
And Qin's mother, who was struggling to stabilize her image, suddenly had fine lines on her face and turned her head to look at the woman who was coming with a faint fragrance.
The first goal was healthy wheat-colored skin. Then, the joy on Qin's mother's face had not fully crawled out, and the coldness had returned.
"Mom, how many times have I reminded you that you should wear high heels when you are young! And chasing people, do you think you are young? Did you fall somewhere? Is there any severe pain?"
The visitor only cared about whether his mother was injured by the fall, and did not pay much attention to the change in Qin's face.
Du Jiayi recognized who was the woman who helped Qin's mother, Qin Xiu's elder sister, the well-known cameraman "Qin Ying", a woman who lived her life like a man, she could not see the image of a noble woman at all.
Also, how can a woman who runs around holding a bunch of camera equipment every day have the image of a lady? How can she have time to pay attention to her own image when she runs around all day long.
"Sister Ying, you are here."
Du Jiayi said happily, and then nervously said: "Sister Ying, let's help auntie to sit next to her. I think auntie seems to be in pain, so she should be sent to the hospital to check her insurance."
Qin Ying brushed the broken hair that had fallen to her forehead, and looked up at the young daughter who was talking. She was fair and beautiful with temperament, and she spoke generously. There was no such sister among her relatives, so she was...
"Mom, you are so amazing. Bring your daughter-in-law to attend grandfather's birthday. You are not afraid to anger your brother until you sever the mother-child relationship with you from now on?"
Qin Ying said that mother Qin was so angry that her hands trembled, saying that her daughter was more worry-free than her son, so she went to her... to her... hard to say!
"Go on, I'll cut our mother-daughter relationship first!"
Mother Qin glared at her daughter, and only her own wicked girl dared to talk to her like this, and she could get her angry into the hospital by opening her mouth.
Qin Ying was not afraid, and replied: "Then I thank you first!"
"You!" Mother Qin, who was irritated again, turned pale, took a deep breath, turned to Du Jiayi and smiled bitterly: "Auntie is too old, it's useless, there is no major problem, just like the rest meeting, you help Auntie over... "