Song Fengwan ran the fastest. Fu Chen was bidding farewell to Old Madam Yan when he heard the cry. He gripped his prayer bead bracelet tightly and followed Song Fengwan to the back.
Old Madam Yan's legs weren't nimble, so she ran very slowly. Yan Wangchuan was also shocked when he heard the commotion and ran to the lounge with the Qiao family.
Song Fengwan arrived the fastest. From afar, she saw Zhang Suqiu pulling her mother. Yan Zhihuan was on the floor and holding her stomach while crying out loud.
"My stomach, my child…"
Zhang Suqiu grabbed Qiao Aiyun's clothes tightly and refused to let her leave. "… You hit someone and still want to run? Stop right there."
"Let go. I didn't hit her." Qiao Aiyun frowned. She took into account the child in her stomach and didn't dare to pull and push her recklessly.
