She heard the noise when the knife pierced through his flesh since she was the one holding the knife.
Lu Yuzhen turned pale due to the sharp pain radiating from his chest, but he smiled at her. He lowered his face while kissing away the tears across her cheeks. “Cheng, I’ve underestimated you. I didn’t expect you to stab me. But what can I do? I feel as if I won’t die because I wouldn’t have the heart to die in front of you.”
Xia Micheng was rendered speechless by his reaction. He is a psychopath!
This crazy person is a psychopath!
Xia Micheng released the knife and pulled her hand away. After that, she collapsed onto the soft bed.
Her thick, wet eyelashes drooped, and she started crying her eyes out.