Upon saying this, Lily flexed her hand slightly and a faint thread of blood appeared on An An's neck.
Zhuo Junyue gasped, "Let her go!"
An An felt a sting in her neck and began to sob, "You're not my mommy, you're not my mommy, you. You are a bad person, give me back my mommy, wu..."
The little bundle of joy cried heartbreakingly while Lily, listening to this, slightly creased her eyebrows, "Shut up. If you cry again, I'll slit your throat."
Zhuo Junyue was also afraid that An An would struggle too fiercely and touch the knife.
His heart hung in the balance, "An An, don't be afraid. Daddy will rescue you. Just stay still."
Lily gave a cold sneer, aside from Su Ningyan, this little bundle was Zhuo Junyue's Achilles heel.
Now that her identity had been exposed, this little one was basically her amulet.
If she let go of this little one, she would definitely not make it out of the Zhuo Family's front door.
"Daddy... Daddy... wu..."
