Chen Ningjing gripped the dagger tightly, her gaze falling on An Linlin.
Their eyes met, momentarily intertwining mid-air. An Linlin saw a flicker of guilt flash through her mother's eyes, soon replaced by malice.
Chen Ningjing, holding the dagger, charged forward and said, "An Linlin, if you have to blame someone, blame your cheap life, who made you be born from my womb."
"In your next life, do not be my daughter again." As she spoke, she plunged the dagger fiercely.
An Linlin tilted her head back, smiling as she watched Chen Ningjing stab towards her. Although her hands were tied behind her back, her body was still agile.
She instinctively dodged to the side, while Ji Shunuan took the opportunity to kick at Chen Ningjing.
"Ah." Chen Ningjing was struck by Ji Shunuan's kick, and she fell heavily to the ground. The dagger clattered to the floor, and Shen Chen, not minding the pain, pounced immediately.
She stepped on the dagger and flung it towards Ji Shunuan.
