"Yanxi, can you please stop putting on airs?"
Xia Yiwan tried to pull her hand back, but Yanxi held on tight.
He clutched her hand and thrust it fiercely toward his heart.
Xia Yiwan struggled to pull her hand back, but her strength was no match for Yanxi's.
The sharp end of the dagger pierced into his flesh.
Seeing this scene, Xia Yiwan's complexion finally changed.
Actually, the wound wasn't very deep, since her hand had resisted.
But the instant he gripped her hand and stabbed it into his chest, she felt he truly wanted to atone with his death!
Xia Yiwan forcefully pushed Yanxi away, her body unsteadily stepping back several paces.
In her almond eyes, hot tears involuntarily welled up.
Witnessing the man she once deeply loved become like this, to be honest, her heart wasn't at ease.
