Jinx
翻訳者: Nyoi-Bo Studio 編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Guan Queye collapsed, the one who suffered the biggest shock wasn't the milling guests or the service staff. It was Ye Youyou.
She stood behind the door. The hair all over her skin was standing on its ends. The blood drained from her face as she stood frozen to the spot, not knowing what to do.
Ahead of them, the urgent footsteps of the people running over grew. A crowd formed around them.
Guan Queye was sprawled on the floor with fresh blood spurting out of her mouth. Her face had turned green and ashen.
Guan Yanhong heard the commotion from afar and came sprinting over like the wind. After jostling his way past the crowd, his eyes were met with Guan Queye lying on the ground.
This was the daughter he treasured so much and had brought up personally with much effort. At this moment, in such a grand setting, here she was lying on the floor in a tragic posture.