The flimsy fabric of her clothing was torn, and several buttons clinked as they fell to the ground, revealing a fair and beautiful sight.
Huo Miao looked down, screaming as if she had lost her mind, her hands that were once covering her head now falling to her chest.
A police officer reacted swiftly, grabbing a tablecloth from nearby and draping it over Huo Miao.
But even so, it still allowed everyone to see the ambiguous marks on that smooth white skin.
Anyone with a bit of experience could tell that Huo Miao had recently been engaged in frequent acts of love.
The entertainment reporters looked on eagerly, their gazes falling on Huo Song: tsk tsk, who would have thought, the old man played quite the field in secret.
The patchy marks on Huo Miao’s body pained Madam Huo’s eyes, nearly driving her to lose her sanity once again.
The evidence was irrefutable, the evidence was irrefutable.
She lunged at Huo Song in rage, "Do you have anything to say! You two shameless creatures!"
This time, however, her advance was thwarted as Huo Li reached out to stop Madam Huo, a hint of a headache showing as he spoke with resignation, "Mom, can you please stop making a scene?"
"Exactly, Mom, let’s just go home," Huo Kaiping and Huo Kaian, the two brothers, also hurried forward to support her.
The evidence was clearly irrefutable.
The ones at fault were not her, but these two shameless wretches.
Despite having three biological sons by her side, not one of them stood by her to vent her anger. Instead, they thought she was making unreasonable trouble. Was it her fault?
Madam Huo, looking at the three tall and sturdy sons blocking her, felt a rush of anger stuck in her chest, unable to rise or fall, leaving her struggling to breathe.
It was then that a police officer, with quick reflexes, caught Huo Miao, who seemed about to fall: "Are you alright?"
"Blood! She, she’s bleeding!"
A staff member standing not far away suddenly spoke up, her face filled with horror as she pointed towards Huo Miao’s lower half.
Everyone instinctively followed the direction she was pointing.
Huo Miao had dressed up specially for today’s press conference, wearing a bright and striking outfit, with a top and a skirt.
But now, there was red blood flowing finely down her calf from underneath her skirt.
Huo Miao, whose pain was unknown until when, was frowning in agony, biting her lip, and desperately clutching at the officer’s clothes: "My stomach hurts, save me, I don’t want to die..."
Upon seeing this scene, Madam Huo could no longer keep herself upright and fainted.
Huo Kaiping: "Mom!!!!"
Huo Kaian: "Mom, wake up!"
Others: "Quick, quick, call an ambulance!"
The scene instantly descended into chaos.
Adjacent entertainment bloggers snapped away satisfactorily with their cameras, smugly putting away their phones: This trip was worth it!
Jiang Ning, although she remained seated in her spot, watched the drama unfold from a distance.
It wasn’t until a hand suddenly reached over and covered her eyes that Qi Xingzhou’s voice came from beside her, "Jiang Ning, don’t look, it’s dirty."
"What’s dirty?" Jiang Ning didn’t dodge nor did she try to pull away Qi Xingzhou’s hand.
Qi Xingzhou’s warm hand hovered tentatively in front of her, and each time Jiang Ning blinked, her long eyelashes brushed gently against the palm of his hand like little fans.
Qi Xingzhou, who was initially frowning, found his attention wholly captured by Jiang Ning until a few officers moved Huo Miao to the side following instructions given over the phone by a nurse, and only then did he somewhat reluctantly remove his hand.