"With your blood available, how can he die? Don't tell me you don't understand?" the old lady retorted gloomily.
Did Qian'er not understand? Of course she did. She knew that with her blood, Lu Fenying wouldn't die that easily.
But even knowing that she had done the dumbest thing, it was the only thing she could do.
In fact, there was nothing to be afraid of. Lu Fenying might be the dark cloud that loomed over her, or a ferocious demon from hell, but she had dared to hurt him.
It didn't matter whether or not she killed him.
What mattered was that she had the courage to protect her child. She had taken that necessary step.
There was no need to be scared of him, not anymore. It was Lu Fenying who should be afraid of her. When he saw her now, he would remember that she had almost killed him with a dagger.
He should know that she would do anything to protect her child.
That was the only thing that Qian'er wanted him to know.
