Xiao Ming was truly angry and also broke out in a cold sweat.
Zhou Qingyuan didn't understand Hong Sen, and once Hong Sen agreed, even if Xiao Ming himself endured multiple stab wounds, this girl would inevitably get hurt as well.
So, he practically shouted to stop Zhou Qingyuan, then raised his hand, and fiercely plunged the knife into his thigh, burying it to the hilt.
Zhou Qingyuan suddenly widened her eyes, followed by large tears overflowing from her eyes, streaming down her cheeks, gathering at her chin, and dropping off.
Xiao Ming was in so much pain that his entire body trembled, he was drenched in sweat, and his face twisted in agony as he squeezed out a smile.
"Are you satisfied now? Are you happy?"
Zhou Qingyuan shook her head vigorously, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Enough already! Even if you turn into a broken record, it won't change the fact that I want to give you a good beating.
Get lost quickly, don't annoy me here!"
