Suddenly!
Mu Qianshui lifted her foot and stomped hard on Mu Shaoqian's foot while fiercely elbowing his stomach.
In an unexpected turn, Mu Shaoqian was knocked loose by Mu Qianshui's struggle, and the fruit knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Ignoring the intense pain on her body and face, she grabbed the knife and lunged at Yan Xinxin.
"Yuan—"
Ning Zitong and Mu Jingheng screamed simultaneously.
Just as Yan Xinxin was about to sidestep to avoid it, a figure suddenly flashed by in her peripheral vision.
A warm and familiar embrace instantly held her tightly.
She looked up with clear cat-like eyes and for a moment saw the gentle and warm gaze of Mu Shaoqian. At the same time, she also saw Mu Qianshui gripping the handle of the fruit knife with both hands, her gaze ferocious and terrifying as she viciously stabbed toward Mu Shaoqian's back—
Claiming not to worry would be a lie.
Seeing this scene, Yan Xinxin's heart skipped a beat.
