A moment later, Yang Ziye rushed in with a pale face.

"Wife, Shishi, are you alright? It's all my fault, I should have stayed by your side."

Yang Ziye's hard-won wife almost lost him.

Wu Shishi leaned against Yang Ziye's chest, still shaken, and gradually regained consciousness.

"Waaah..."

"Lanlan".

Wu Shishi hugged Xia Lan and burst into tears.

At this time, only Xia Lan could give her enough sense of security.

Xia Lan held Wu Shishi in her arms, comforting her continuously.

Wu Jianmin and his mother rushed in hand in hand.

"Shishi, Shishi, are you alright? Don't scare your dad."

Wu Jianmin's hands were trembling as he watched Wu Shishi lean against Xia Lan's chest, remaining silent.

I thought something had happened to her.

"Uncle Wu, she's alright."

"I was just a little scared."

Xia Lan explained to the two of them.

The two breathed a sigh of relief.

"Take this man away. I need to know why."

Yang Ziye roared.

Choosing to assassinate Wu Shishi at his wedding ceremony, no matter what, was aimed at the Yang family.

"I'm fine, you don't need to be so worried."

Leaning against Xia Lan's chest, Wu Shishi relaxed considerably.

"Lanlan and Tuantuan saved me. If it weren't for them, his dagger would have been stuck in my chest!"

Wu Shishi said to Yang Ziye and Wu Jianmin.

"Girl, I owe you another life."

Wu Jianmin looked at Xia Lan, deeply grateful.

"Sister Xia Lan, from now on you are my sister, Yang Ziye's sister, really! Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything."

Yang Ziye looked at Xia Lan seriously and said.