The scene was in complete chaos, and the audience members all involuntarily stood up, staring wide-eyed at the direction from which the incident had occurred.

Qin Zhihuai, who was on the stage, rushed over at lightning speed.

Ignoring the shards of glass scattered on the ground, he rushed over to Qin Sheng and pulled her into his arms.

They protected her firmly, like guardians.

That usually nonchalant face was now extremely tense.

At the same time, Fu Jingyuan, who had just entered and seen the beam of light falling downwards, was also startled.

I wanted to rush onto the stage immediately.

But thinking of his legs, he could only suppress his impulse, controlling the wheelchair towards the backstage while ordering his men to investigate.

Qin Sheng wasn't frightened by the unexpected turn of events, but she was startled by her third brother.

After waiting for a while but he still didn't let go, she could only raise her hand and pat his chest, whispering, "I'm fine."

Qin Zhihuai snapped out of his daze, immediately released her, and gripped her shoulders to examine her closely.

At this moment, Qin Zhihuai didn't care about the consequences. He reached out and pulled off Qin Sheng's hood and mask.

Qin Sheng remained silent for a moment, but did not resist, letting him scrutinize her carefully.

After waiting a while, he raised his voice and said, "It's really nothing."

Qin Zhihuai realized what was happening, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. He immediately led his men towards the backstage area.

The other staff members and the JM members who were also stunned came to their senses and rushed to Wan Feng and the others who were still in the pile of broken glass.

Some helped carry the tables, others helped people up; after a chaotic scene, they finally got the person to the backstage area.

The host tried to calm the agitated audience, but such a serious incident could not be easily dismissed with a few jokes or words of comfort.

The audience looked quite grim.

Similarly, the internet is in an uproar.

Let's leave those aside for now.

Except for a few staff members who needed to maintain order and appease the audience, everyone else followed Qin Sheng and his group backstage.

Qin Sheng was covered up tightly, and most of the glass shards landed on her clothes and coat. Now that she had taken off her coat, she was basically unharmed.

But others weren't as lucky as her.

Although Wan Feng and Mu Yang were pushed into a corner in time, there were still some broken glass pieces in the corner, so both of them had cuts on their faces and hands.

There are also Tanlang and Potian.

Tanlang was alright, being rather petite. Qin Sheng's block basically knocked him down, resulting in him getting a few cuts on his hands, just like Qin Sheng did.

But if the sky breaks, things will be terrible.

He always disliked the heat, so he kept his sleeves rolled up to his arms, but the table wasn't big enough to cover his hands.

Now his hands are covered with dense scratches from his arms to his palms.

The blood wasn't deep, just shallow marks, but there were so many wounds that it was horrifying to look at.

Qin Zhihuai's already composed expression darkened further as he watched.

It's only because his younger sister is exceptionally skilled and has quick reflexes that she was able to dodge.

If we had been even a step slower...

Qin Zhihuai noticed that the beam of light had fallen directly above Qin Sheng.

If it really hits you, you'll be crippled even if you don't die!

Qin Sheng's expression was also a degree colder than usual, and she looked up at Jiang Haoming opposite her.

Jiang Haoming's expression changed, and he subconsciously took a step back, muttering, "It wasn't me..."

Qin Sheng knew, of course, that it wasn't him.

However, it's definitely inseparable from him.

After all, the competition was proposed by the Jiang family, and the entire event was arranged by the Jiang family.

At the same time, Qin Sheng did not think that this change was an accident.

If it was intentional, Qin Sheng could only think of one possibility for the time being—the Jiang family, in order to protect the reputation of Jiang Haoming, Jiang Ruoyu, and the Jiang clan, did not want the competition to continue, so they chose this way to end the competition.

If that's really the case...

Qin Sheng's gaze turned cold, and she raised her eyes as if to speak.

Just then, a slightly urgent shout came from the backstage entrance, and she looked up.

Then I saw Fu Jingyuan.

Fu Jingyuan maneuvered his wheelchair to Qin Sheng's side, looked her up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was alright: "It's good that you're alright."

Qin Sheng was taken aback to see Fu Jingyuan here. After a moment, she frowned slightly and asked, "Why are you here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he thought of something and couldn't help but press his temples.

Seeing her like this, Fu Jingyuan confirmed his suspicions and said with certainty, "You really did know."

Qin Sheng: ...No, she didn't know.

When Qin Sheng met Fu Jingyuan's gaze, which was fixed on her, she couldn't quite lie.

But if she were to reveal Su Jiu's whereabouts, Su Jiu might fight her to the death.

That guy is really difficult to deal with, and she still doesn't want to cross her bottom line.

Having no other option but to say it, Qin Sheng had no choice but to change the subject.

She pulled her hand out of her pocket, held it out to Fu Jingyuan, and said calmly, "I'm injured."

Fu Jingyuan: "..."

This topic change was too abrupt.

However, he witnessed that scene with his own eyes.

Even he was so frightened that he almost stood up from his wheelchair. One can imagine that Qin Sheng, as the person involved, must have been quite frightened.

As the elder brother, Fu Jingyuan still doted on his sister-in-law and cousin.

There's no rush.

I casually took a bottle of ointment and gauze from the storage compartment of the wheelchair and applied the medicine and bandaged her up.

Upon seeing this, Qin Zhihuai immediately stepped forward to bandage Qin Sheng's other hand.

Two minutes later, Qin Sheng looked at his two hands, which were wrapped up like rice dumplings, and fell silent for a moment.

However, is it really necessary?

Before she could protest, Fu Jingheng appeared at the backstage entrance and immediately picked her up in his arms.

His thin lips were pressed tightly together, and he walked out without saying a word.

Qin Zhihuai and Fu Jingyuan exchanged a glance and followed in tacit agreement.

The room was left with a room full of stunned people.

Wan Feng: "So, which one is Qiong's father's fiancé?"

Potian curled his lip: "Is that even a question? Of course, it's the one who hugged the last person."

Tanlang stared blankly: "But I think Actor Qin is doing just fine, even in his wheelchair."

How can they be the same?

Potian raised his hand and gave Tanlang a sharp rap on the head, saying irritably, "That's my brother! Can't you even tell? Are you blind?"

Yes.

Tanlang rubbed his head, which was throbbing from the blow, and then, realizing what had happened, glared back at Potian: "You weren't hurt badly enough, were you? You're still trying to hit me!"

Potian: "..."

She immediately hugged her weak, pitiful, and helpless self.

That's my older brother...

The earth-shattering sound echoed in her mind, finally bringing Jiang Ruoyu back to her senses.

She clenched her fists tightly and repeated in her mind: Yes, that's my brother.

But whenever Jiang Ruoyu recalled the scene from just now, she felt as if a tidal wave was surging through her heart, making it impossible for her to calm down.

Something seemed to have slipped out of her control...