only nie xi and her manager had seen the video on shi fang's phone. the people around them didn't know what had happened.
however, from what fu chen said after that, she could feel that it was not an accident that the curtain fell, but man-made.
"miss ling, tell me, who are you trying to kill by deliberately pulling the thread?"
fu chen raised his voice slightly, and his sharp eyes were already very intimidating.
nie xi's eyes were fixed on the screen, her hands holding the thin blanket on her knees. her back was covered with a layer of sweat.
little yan xianshen, who had been hugging fu chen's leg just now, was also frightened by his sudden stern look. he trembled. " xiao chi, right? come over here. "
yu manxi called him over from the side. she had a child of her own, so she was naturally very patient with her child.
"let's go." qiao aiyun patted her son's head.
