"Anyway, I have you in my hands now. Your black-hearted mother won't know even if I kill you. I can still use you to threaten her!"
So what if I kill Qian Yirong? Will An Jiuyue know? I'll bury the little boy's body. How will An Jiuyue find him? She'll have to listen to me obediently and do whatever I want her to do!
She took a dagger out of her pocket as she thought to herself happily.
In truth, it was not really a dagger but a very small knife. It probably belonged to one of the physicians, and Wang Xing'er had somehow stolen it.
When An Jiuyue found this place, she heard Wang Xing'er's last sentence. She watched as Wang Xing'er took out a small knife from her pocket.
She took a deep breath and hid behind a big tree quickly without alerting Wang Xing'er.
Rong'er was too close to Wang Xing'er now, and she had a weapon in her hand. She had to hide from Wang Xing'er else she held Rong'er hostage.
