"I will." She said expressionlessly, "If you don't trust me, you are welcome to try."
"Wife…" No sooner had Xiao Yishan uttered these two words than a sharp pain erupted in his chest. Glancing down, he saw a dagger embedded in his chest.
The dagger was halfway in.
Li Rong'er was stunned, completely not expecting that Su Qingyue would actually stab someone with a knife.
Relief flickered across Xiao Yuchuan's face, and although he felt a faint discomfort at his second brother being stabbed, he believed the wound was well-deserved.
Seated in his wheelchair in the courtyard, Xiao Qinghe was also full of astonishment.
Immediately after, his face was filled with concern.
Xiao Yishan looked incredulously at the dagger plunged into his chest, "You…"
