Afterwards, she turned around while still clutching Qiao Ni's hair. Even though her small, pale white face was dyed in blood, it still couldn't hide her beautiful and refined features.
"Ha!" After giving a scoff, Qiao Mu gazed at Qiao Dongbo in ridicule. "You old fool! You think I care?"
"Qiaoqiao!" Suddenly, a feeble shout was heard from the winding corridor.
Qiao Mu turned around while still clutching to the bloody Qiao Ni, and when she saw Wei Ziqin running over, her eyes instantly lit up.
Lightning brought people with him to swiftly escort Wei Ziqin, and they vigilantly studied the people beside Wei Ziqin, as well.
"Qiao, Qiaoqiao! It really is Qiaoqiao."
At this time, Qiao Mu's gaze shifted to the people next to Wei Ziqin, and when she recognized their familiar faces, she couldn't help but be taken aback.
"Sixth Aunt? Sixth Uncle?"
