Du Jiayi was the one who was really worried about Mrs. Qin's fall. Du Jiayi's face turned pale. She couldn't care less about her thin high heels and hurriedly ran over to help Mrs. Qin. "Aunt, are you alright? Are you alright?"
Realizing that she couldn't stand up on her own, Mrs. Qin held Du Jiayi's hand and wanted to stand up. Someone on her right came over with a faint smell of perfume and held Mrs. Qin firmly.
Ye Jian, who was about to help Mrs. Qin up, saw this and glanced at the face of the woman who was holding Mrs. Qin. Her features were similar to Qin Xiu's.
The woman was very similar to Qin Xiu. She had short hair, and she only wore an earring on one side of her ear.
There was also a nimble and heroic spirit on her. She was wearing a women's casual suit with grayish-white stripes. Even though she was squatting down right now, one could tell that she was a slender woman.
