Helian You clutched her stomach, her eyes nearly bulging out.
Crimson blood instantaneously colored her abdomen, causing the actresses and several prestigious heiresses to scream, while the male companions they brought along turned pale with fright.
Helian Shan, who had stabbed Helian You in the abdomen, was stunned as well. She looked down, seeing her fingers stained red with blood, with blood droplets splashed on the back of her hand.
She immediately released her grip, staring at her crimson hands, her mouth agape in shock, her face contorted.
"I... I killed someone..." Helian Shan couldn't believe she had done such a thing.
She was a noble lady!
A representative of China's upper class.
She was destined to become the supreme mistress of the Long Family.
And yet, she was holding a steak knife, stabbing her own cousin's stomach.
Helian Shan's eyes were nearly popping out of their sockets.
Lu Xiaoyou sighed, setting down her wine glass, "Can you still eat?"
