An Nan only felt that at this moment, even her breathing had slowed down, and a certain place in her heart felt suffocatingly painful. She wanted to explain something, but didn't know how to start. What could be more painful than having someone you love not trust you?
At this moment, An Nan felt quite disappointed inside, but she wasn't in the mood to think too much about it. She wanted to figure out what happened when she was unconscious just now.
Her bridesmaid dress was torn and somewhat damaged, so An Nan simply bent down and tore off the entire skirt hem. The sound of ripping made everyone turn around in unison, and when they saw An Nan's actions, each face was full of surprise.
An Nan did not explain, she directly went to the moaning man lying on the ground, her bare foot stepping on his bloody face. Her voice was cold and indifferent: "Speak, what exactly happened."
