Guo Xuehua lay slumped on the couch, the large quilt thrown on the ground. Of the three quilts on the bed, only one red one remained, and a dagger was stuck in the middle of the quilt.

Zhou Xiang couldn't help but take a step back. If, if she hadn't thought about it more, if she didn't have space to hide her babies, how much suffering would her babies have to endure?

Ling Ran coughed dryly, "When I came up, the man had already thrown the stool and smashed the glass. I only had time to see his back."

"Man or woman?"

"Like a woman."

"Let's talk about it later. Wake them up first."

Half a bottle of white powder appeared in his hand. Zhou Xiang flicked some of it under the noses of the three people, and they woke up.

As soon as Lu Jing opened his eyes, he shouted anxiously: "Boss, hurry up, go after him, sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I'm incompetent."

Lu Ying got up and was about to jump out of the window, but Ling Ran pulled her back by her cotton coat.

Ling Ran let go of Lu Ying's cotton coat and immediately raised his hand, "Wife, I, I touched a woman's clothes."

Lu Jing looked at the eldest brother and his sister-in-law suspiciously. Zhou Xiang shouted to Lu Ying, who was about to run to the window, "It's fake."

Lu Ying stopped, turned around and looked at the red quilt on the bed. She moved over step by step, pulled the quilt apart, and then sat down on the ground. Tears welled up in her eyes as she cried quietly without making any sound.

Zhou Xiang was terrified. She put away the bottle in her hand, hurried over, and squatted in front of her. "I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I shouldn't have kept it from you. You've been frightened and injured. Is your injury serious? Doctor Cao is downstairs! I'll call him up."

"sister in law."

Lu Ying hugged Zhou Xiang and cried out loud, just like a child crying while hugging a baby in his arms.