The next thing Wen Xinya knew after hearing Si Yiyan's high-pitched screech, she was pulled into his embrace and spun around continuously. However, she could hear the loud, crisp sounds of the knife being swung around. All of a sudden, she was overwhelmed with an excruciating pain.
Si Yiyan carried Wen Xinya in his arms and kicked Shen Mengting away.
Shen Mengting fell onto the ground with a loud thud and her skull cracked, causing blood to ooze out of her mouth continuously. Her gray eyes were wide open and she looked extremely terrifying.
Si Yiyan hurriedly looked down at Wen Xinya. She was as pale as a ghost and her body was quaking uncontrollably like an injured butterfly. He could see the fear and terror in her eyes. Even her rosy lips had turned pale, just like a withered flower…
"Xinya, are you alright!?!" Si Yiyan shrieked, breaking out into cold sweat. His dark, narrow eyes were full of horror.
