After getting into the car, Old Master Jimo finally looked serious. "What happened?"
He wouldn't think that Luo Qianqian was really about to cry, but rather that she was just trying to get his attention, to get him to come over.
Jimo Cheng pursed his lips. "Just now, Jin Yue suddenly pulled me aside, seemingly wanting to tell me something, and then from where we left…"
Jimo Kong also saw that bit of debris and knew that the hanging crystal lamp was made of ice crystal. If it had fallen on someone, if not fatal, it would have caused a startling and painful wound!
"Jin Yue…" Jimo Kong frowned and looked towards Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian slightly shook her head, not speaking or explaining, instead, she desperately tried to calm her racing heart. God knows if not for that inexplicable premonition, she wouldn't have dodged it—if it had fallen on her… She dared not imagine.
