Unwilling to frighten Little Nuomi, she deliberately walked behind them, keeping a distance, just wanting to take a breather.
"Miss Qiao, what's wrong?" Jiang Xun noticed her unusual expression and immediately stepped forward to ask.
Qiao An waved her hand, her voice suppressing the pain, "I'm... fine, don't say anything, don't let Mu Jingxi hear."
However, seeing her in such pain, Jiang Xun still couldn't feel at ease and was about to call Mu Jingxi.
Qiao An's body swayed, her vision went dark, and she completely lost consciousness.
"Miss Qiao!"
Little Nuomi, who had her head resting on Mu Jingxi's shoulder, lifted her eyes just in time to see Qiao An faint.
She immediately started crying out, "Mama! Mama, what's wrong with you?"
Mu Jingxi's heart sank heavily, he turned around and saw Jiang Xun supporting the fallen Qiao An, his breath caught, and he hurriedly stepped forward.
"Qiaoqiao!"
......
The plane landed at Beijing International Airport.
