The blood had soaked through the gauze and clothes on the wound. It was very obvious that it had appeared on her arm. It also fell into the eyes of everyone in the room. Only Zhuang Xian, who did not pay much attention, did not notice it.
Her wound could no longer be hidden.
This sudden turn of events broke the silence in the room. Zhuang Bai and Zhuang Hang's expressions changed, and they immediately walked over with worried eyes. Zhuang Hang was the first to ask, "When did you get injured? How? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"
When Lin En asked, Zhuang Ming subconsciously looked at Zhuang Xian's left arm. He slowly frowned and looked straight at Zhuang Xian's face. Only then did he notice Zhuang Xian's injury?
Facing the judgment and questions of her family, Zhuang Xian took a deep breath helplessly. Just as she was about to explain, Mo Qian, who had been surrounding the crowd, suddenly spoke.
