Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Song Qingtian watched the blood flow out of Shen Xiangzhi's palm drop by drop, her heart twitched violently, and tears gushed out like running water.

Shen Xiangzhi looked at Song Qingtian tenderly, and gave her a comforting smile, "I'm fine, don't cry."

Shen Xiangzhi's left hand was still tightly holding the knife that Xia Wan stabbed at Song Qingtian, and his right hand held Song Qingtian tightly in his arms. He was protecting her with his whole body.

Song Qingtian was still crying, she couldn't stop crying, she looked at Shen Xiangzhi's bleeding hand, as if the knife had cut her heart, the pain made her unable to breathe.

In fact, if Shen Xiangzhi hadn't arrived in time, she would have been a cold corpse now.

She didn't understand why Xia Wan wanted to kill her, she didn't even know why she hated her, she wished she could be put to death.Could it be that she, like Mrs. Su, thinks she killed Su Zimo?

Fear climbed up from the bottom of my heart and spread to my whole body.

Xia Wan didn't seem to have expected Shen Xiangzhi to appear suddenly, and Shen Xiangzhi firmly held the knife that was about to stab Song Qingtian in his palm.

She wanted to pull out the knife, but Shen Xiangzhi held it even tighter. He was clearly holding the cold sharp blade with his flesh and blood, but the expression on his face was as calm as if there was no pain in his hand at all, as if the blood that kept flowing had no pain at all. Not his same.

Even though Xia Wan was already desperate, looking at Shen Xiangzhi's eyes at this moment, she was still frightened for no reason. When Shen Xiangzhi pressed her lips tightly and ordered her to let go, she subconsciously let go.

After all, it was murder. Before Song Qingtian was killed, she didn't want to be sent to the cell so soon.So, the moment Xia Wan let go of the knife, she fled in panic.

The moment Xia Wan let go of the knife, Shen Xiangzhi immediately stretched out his hand and the knife fell to the ground with a "bang", making a piercing sound of metal clashing.

Song Qingtian wept and took Shen Xiangzhi's hand, she was almost on the verge of collapse.Looking at the deep and long cut on Shen Xiangzhi's palm, she couldn't help crying, wishing that the injury was on her own body.

If she really owed Su Zimo, even if she had to pay it back, she should bear it herself. Why should Shen Xiangzhi suffer instead of her...

While crying, she carefully blew into Shen Xiangzhi's hand, as if giving a child's breath. She cried and asked, "Shen Xiangzhi...does it hurt?"

"Yes, it hurts." Shen Xiangzhi nodded.Seeing Song Qingtian shed tears worrying about him, he suddenly felt that it was worth the knife.

Song Qingtian cried loudly, wishing she could be in pain with Shen Xiangzhi.

Because it was so sad, at this moment Song Qingtian was at a loss as to look at Shen Xiangzhi's wound and cry, and even forgot that in the current situation, he should stop the bleeding of Shen Xiangzhi immediately before sending him to the hospital.

Fortunately, at any time, Shen Xiangzhi still maintained his basic sanity.

"Sunny, my dear, don't cry yet, listen to me, now find a clean cloth to tie up my wound, stop it from bleeding, then call Zhang Xiao and ask her to come home." Shen Xiangzhi ordered calmly.Although the wound really hurt, it was still within his acceptable range, so from the beginning to the end, he didn't even hum.

After listening to Shen Xiangzhi's instructions, Song Qingtian came back to his senses a little bit, bandaged his wound first as Shen Xiangzhi said, then helped Shen Xiangzhi into the car, stepped up the accelerator and drove home.