"If you're fine, why would you throw up for no reason?" Mrs. Xie didn't believe her and wanted to check on her.
Qin Mei took a deep breath and said, "Mom, I'm really fine. I just feel nauseous."
"Nauseous? Why would you suddenly feel nauseous? What did you see?" Mrs. Xie asked with concern.
Qin Mei instinctively looked at Jie Jingchen. It wasn't what she saw, but what she thought of—the Sun family's outhouse. 'Stop, stop, I can't think about it anymore.'
Qin Mei raised a hand, closed her eyes, and rubbed her temples.
Mrs. Xie followed Qin Mei's gaze to Jie Jingchen, raised an eyebrow, and asked in a low voice, "What did you do?"
Jie Jingchen's expression was foul. He was in a gloomy mood, his thin lips pressed tight as he exuded a chilling, hostile air.
Qin Mei opened her eyes and looked at Mrs. Xie with a smile. "Mom, I'm fine now."
