Liu Meilien snatched the hairpin from her mother's fingers who was in a state of shock to move. Feng Xuan sent a final glare to her step-mother's way before gently steering Liu Meilien and pushed past the gathered crowd and into the backstage.
"Your mother is really crazy," Feng Xuan said.
"I don't think I can get out there," said Liu Meilien. "I don't think I can do it."
"What are you talking about?" asked Wang Yimin who grabbed the hairpin and started combing her hair.
"I think she's panicking a little," Feng Xuan answered.
"They're not going to like me. They just saw what I did to my mother." Liu Meilien's chest was heaving like she couldn't really breathe.
"Oh please, your mother is nuts—"
"Shh," warned Wang Yimin and scowled at her cousin. She turned to Liu Meilien and gently ran her hands to the other girl's hair. "Why don't you breathe first, okay?"