"Yo."
Lu Zhenzhen rested her chin on one hand, her gaze lazily sweeping over Shen Shixuan, "Came so quickly, is Miss Shen alright?"
Shen Shixuan inexplicably felt her wound pulling and stinging.
She stood at the door neither entering nor leaving, Mother Shen had no idea what she intended to do, and she did not respond to Miss Lu's words.
Mother Shen quietly pushed her two times from behind, failing to move her, she had to enter herself, with an apologetic smile, saying, "I'm really sorry for troubling everyone, thank you Miss Lu for your concern, our Xuanxuan's wound is quite deep, she can tolerate it, thankfully she had prepared several wedding dresses, we didn't expect to meet Nan Jiaojiao here today, the two girls had a little argument, acted impulsively, and then..."
She wished she could extricate Shen Shixuan immediately.
