Shen Shixuan's face was pale. The knife at her waist was deeply embedded, staining the wedding gown red. She could only barely cover it with her hand. She kept her waist bent, trying to alleviate the pain. Who would have thought her mother would suddenly crash into her, worsening the wound and causing her to hiss in pain.
Yet, Mother Shen didn't show her any concern.
"How would I know!"
Shen Shixuan bit her lip, angrily shaking off Mother Shen's hand. But her mother seemed possessed, surprisingly tightening her grip instead.
"How could she find such a powerful backer? This woman's fortune is too good. How can we... later..."
Shen Shixuan quickly covered her mother's mouth, her eyes signaling a warning, fearing she might blurt out everything.
"Mom, it really hurts. Take me to the hospital first."
