He rushed forward and crouched down to check on Song Qingya, who lay on the floor, anxiously calling out her name.
"Qingya! Qingya! Are you all right? Zhenhai is still young, just a kid who doesn't know any better. Maybe... maybe he knocked you over by accident. Please don't blame him!"
"She's unconscious. How could she possibly be all right?"
He knew Song Qingya's family situation was bad.
She had suffered a great deal growing up in that kind of environment.
But seeing it with his own eyes still shocked him. He hadn't expected her family to be so appallingly callous.
Not only did they show no concern for her safety, they actively suppressed her and even schemed to hurt her.
They clearly knew Fei Jin was still in Qi City.
By all rights, they should have been more restrained, yet they had dared to lay a hand on her so brazenly.
"What are you standing there gawking for? Hurry up and call an ambulance!"
He roared from the doorway.
