Upon hearing Gu Shaohua's exclamation, both Sheng Qianchi and Mo Jun suddenly turned their heads, stood up, and quickly went to assist, eventually catching her at the last step of the stairs.
Looking again, Gu Shaohua had lost all her Empress Dowager-like dignity; her hair, originally styled high, was disheveled, her clothes were torn in several places, and her face had a noticeable scrape.
Clearly, she had not yet settled her nerves.
Gu Shaohua's face was very pale, tears were brimming at the corners of her eyes, and her voice trembled fiercely as she spoke, "Qianchi, this woman has hurt your mother like this, and you remain unmoved?"
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Gu Jiayin chuckled lightly, "Mrs. Sheng, what do you mean? You were the one who tried to hit me. I didn't even touch you, failing before the battle even began. You can only wipe your tears yourself, don't wrongly accuse the innocent."
