"Zhi Han, don't hurt Jing Jing. As long as you don't hurt her, I'll do anything you ask!" Yin Zhihao looked worriedly at the two people before him.
"Alright! Then ruin the happiness of your next half-life in front of the woman you love!"
"What? No, you can't!" Bai Jing couldn't remain calm after hearing such words.
"If you don't want to die, then shut up!" Yin Zhihan pressed Bai Jing's neck even tighter.
"Yin Zhihao, you can't, if you truly love me, then listen to me. I'm saying, you can't! Ugh..." Yin Zhihan tightened his grip again, making Bai Jing unable to speak.
Seeing Bai Jing's pained expression, Yin Zhihao's heart shattered. "I promise you!" The moment he uttered these words, Yin Zhihan loosened his grip.
"No!" was Bai Jing's first word after regaining her senses.
Yin Zhihao picked up the dining knife beside the table and aimed it at a certain part, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, just as he was about to stab...
