A muffled thud.
Liu Qingning's body suddenly staggered, one hand heavily supporting herself on the solid mahogany dining table, while the other tightly held her head.
The migraine that had disappeared for a month surged back again.
"Qingning!"
Su Yu's expression instantly turned into alarm and panic.
She quickly stepped forward and supported Liu Qingning's tottering body, her voice filled with great fear: "What's wrong?!"
She could clearly feel Liu Qingning's body softly trembling, a fine layer of cold sweat emerging on her forehead, her face frighteningly pale.
She came here impulsively because Tang Song is going to meet Jin Meixiao next month.
If... if something happened to Liu Qingning because of her provocation and incitement.
It would be all over!
"I'll call an ambulance right now! Wait for me!"
Su Yu hurriedly took out her phone from her bag, but her arm was firmly gripped by an icy hand.
