Li Yinian couldn't help but sway. Qin Hongyu subconsciously held her.
"Are you alright?" There was worry and misery in his eyes.
Li Yinian's face was pale. She shook her head slightly, her eyes empty.
She placed most of her weight on Qin Hongyu's arm, as if this was the only way she could barely stand steadily.
All these years, she had always thought that she was unlucky. Now, it seemed that the so-called luck was ultimately man-made. She thought to herself, 'Actually, I shouldn't have been surprised by this outcome. In order to prevent future trouble, Madam Qiao's actions were completely reasonable, right?'
However, she could not help but feel hatred brewing in her heart. This hatred made her teeth start to chatter, and her internal organs tensed up because of the pain. She could not help but bend down.
Qin Hongyu was even more shocked. He subconsciously grabbed her waist and supported her body.
