After Duan Xi brought Jiaojiao back, his cold, sharp gaze landed on Hong Ling, who was also somewhat startled.
Under Duan Xi's gaze, Hong Ling felt her scalp tingle and repeatedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to, Jiaojiao, are you okay?"
"What happened?" Ruan Jun, who was walking ahead, turned back to look, his concerned gaze fixed on Jiaojiao. Seeing her face a bit pale, he asked, "Jiaojiao, are you not feeling well?"
In Duan Xi's embrace, Jiaojiao shook her head and quickly smiled: "Brother Jun, I'm fine, really." With that, she ran up, bent down to pick up the train of Hong Ping's gown, and said, "Brother Jun, I'll help sister-in-law with the train of her wedding dress, you just go on ahead."
Ruan Jun's gaze lingered on Jiaojiao and then darted among his brothers, sensing nothing wrong, he nodded and then continued forward.
As soon as he turned his head, the expressions of the brothers of the Ruan Family behind him all showed varying degrees of unease.
