"Lady Yan!"
Seeing Yan Xinxin holding a fruit knife and rushing toward Mu Shaoqian, Mu Jingheng stepped in without hesitation and held her in his arms.
Ning Zitong watched on, her heart pounding.
For a moment, she even felt a bit dazed, realizing she was more worried about Yan Xinxin meeting with an accident.
Witnessing Yan Xinxin with the knife, seemingly ready to kill him, Mu Shaoqian panicked and quickly retreated to the stairs.
"Damn it! Yan Xinxin, have you lost your mind?!"
"Shut up!"
Mu Jingheng reprimanded harshly, then cautiously loosened his grip.
Looking at Yan Xinxin, with bloodshot eyes and trembling hands, he felt an inexplicable sorrow welling up within him.
"Lady Yan, don't ruin your life over someone like him."
"He deserves to die!"
Yan Xinxin glared at Mu Shaoqian with reddened eyes.
"Do I owe you Mu siblings anything? Give me back my baby!"
She shouted angrily and hurled the fruit knife at Mu Shaoqian.
