The lounge quickly became quiet.

As Song Minghe watched Quan Jingzhou approach, a gleam of excited, bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

This is what he wants: power and status, like an emperor, to be worshipped and feared by all.

He just can't do it yet!

He can't even compare to Quan Jingzhou, let alone Lou Mochen and Qin Huan.

Fortunately, there's still plenty of time!

Suppressing his turbulent emotions, Song Minghe adopted a tone of deep affection and said, "Jingzhou, we are friends, but now Yu Guanguan has done such a thing. An Ran is a model, is she really that ruthless?"

"What happened?" Quan Jingzhou narrowed his dark eyes, looking at Song Minghe's pained expression.

"In short, I can't say it. You'll see for yourself."

Song Minghe sighed heavily and stepped aside.

Upon seeing the bloodstains on the ground, Quan Jingzhou immediately frowned and strode heavily into the lounge.

The first thing he did was grab Yu Guanguan and examine her carefully, "Are you injured?"

“No,” Yu Guanguan shook her head, “but Miss Mo is injured.”

Quan Jingzhou then turned his gaze to Mo Anran and asked calmly, "What happened?"

Mo Anran was hurt by his cold indifference, especially the way Quan Jingzhou looked at her and the way he looked at Yu Guanguan, which were completely different.

This drove her insanely jealous!

"Why don't you ask what good deeds Yu Guanguan has done!" Mo Anran said, "She broke both my legs, trying to cripple me."

"Crippled?" Yu Guanguan chuckled. "Sister Anran, you're exaggerating. I just touched you lightly, and your leg is going to break? Even a porcelain doll wouldn't be this weak."

"What do you know?"

Mo Anran's face was streaked with tears, her eyes staring straight at Quan Jingzhou. "I had surgery on my leg before. Although it looks like a normal person's, it can't withstand any violence at all. I have to take good care of it, otherwise I won't be able to walk normally in the future, let alone be a model."

"You've had surgery?" Quan Jingzhou glanced at Mo Anran and Song Minghe. "Really?"

"Would I lie to you?"

Mo Anran hadn't expected his attitude to be so cold.

They used to be friends, after all. Now, no matter what she says, Quan Jingzhou refuses to believe her anymore?

"Mo Chen..."

Quan Jingzhou completely ignored Mo Anran's explanation, instead raising his eyes slightly and saying in a deep voice, "Let her see it."

Lou Mochen shrugged, suppressing the urge to hurl sarcastic remarks, and gracefully squatted down. "Let me see."

Qin Huan, standing to the side, was also somewhat shocked. "Jingzhou, are they telling the truth?"

Being repeatedly suspected made Song Minghe's expression quite unpleasant.

What do these people take him and Mo Anran for? Liars or something?

“It’s true.” Song Minghe said in a deep voice, “What An Ran said is true. She was in a serious car accident before, and since then, her legs have been unable to bear weight. Even the slightest force could paralyze her.”

His words stunned everyone again, even Quan Jingzhou was momentarily taken aback.

"There are signs of bone crack and fracture, requiring emergency treatment."

Lou Mochen had examined Mo Anran and nodded to Quan Jingzhou, confirming that Song Minghe was not lying.

Yu Guanguan frowned. She had initially thought it was a ruse, but now that Lou Mochen had said so, could it be that Mo Anran really had some unspeakable secret?

Was her leg really broken?