Fu Yunshen received the sharp dagger.
He toyed with it in his hands for a moment.
Then, he put it back in her hands.
With his phoenix eyes dark and deep, he said, "If you want to leave me, you can only do so over my dead body!"
Wen Yuci suddenly gave a soft laugh, and then the corners of her lips hooked up into a faint sneer.
"You think I don't have the guts?"
Fu Yunshen saw the decisiveness and hatred flash in her eyes, and his brows furrowed tightly.
The next second, he watched her grip the handle of the knife and plunge its sharp end into his shoulder.
It was originally aimed at his heart.
But in the moment of action, she still had a heart of mercy.
She spared his life, as a final punctuation to their relationship!
The sharp dagger plunged mercilessly into Fu Yunshen's shoulder.
The thick blood surged out of the wound as it was pierced.
Though it wasn't a stab to the heart, she didn't hold back.
The wound was deep.
