"Ming'an, Ming'an, are you alright? It's all my fault. I didn't hold on tight just now, and the wheelchair slipped..." Shen Yu rushed over in a panic, pretending to care for her husband in the wheelchair.
Zhu Ming'an was so frightened just now that his face turned pale, and his eyes were almost bulging: "Ah—Ah—"
He struggled to say something, but could only make unpleasant 'ah ah' noises.
Shen Yu seized the opportunity to say, "Ming'an, I know you are suffering and can't speak up. We've been harmed so badly, yet no one dares to stand up for us! Because everyone in Rongcheng is afraid of Gu Moqian! No one dares to offend him!"
Shen Yu deliberately raised her voice to make sure the onlookers could hear.
