After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

The dagger suddenly slid past and cut directly through the sleeve of Leng Yeting's suit. The next moment, when the sharp dagger was about to stab Leng Yeting again, he quickly adjusted his posture and kicked Leng Xinyue. on the lower abdomen,

Zhao Xiaotang's screams came from inside the door at the same time: "Help, help me!!"

The police rushed over quickly. After Leng Xinyue got up from the ground, the two daggers in her hands were like crab claws, waving around in the air like crazy: "Whoever comes, I will kill! Don't come!"

Zhao Xiaotang was twisting and struggling on the ground. He was stabbed twice in the stomach and blood was flowing out crazily.

"Mom!!" Leng Wuyou's shocked and angry voice rang from the phone, "Mom, what did you do over there? What happened?"

Leng Yeting said in a deep voice: "She killed someone."

"I didn't!!" Leng Xinyue screamed, "I didn't kill anyone!"

After saying that, she paused and suddenly screamed: "Yes, I killed someone, I killed someone! Wuyou, I'm going to kill Wei Yan now!"

After saying that, she ran towards Wei Yan desperately.

With a "bang", the ear-splitting QS sounded. Wei Yan was startled. Leng Wuyou on the other side of the phone also heard it. She was so frightened that she got up from the cold stool at the airport.

The excitement she expressed on the phone just now had attracted countless eyes nearby. Now that she stood up, everyone looked at her.

Fu Chuan stood up, stood in front of her tenderly, stretched out his arms to hug her, and protected her from those gazes.

This embrace was like a quiet corner carved out in this noisy airport. Leng Wuyou's forehead was supported on Fu Chuan's chest, and tears rolled down silently.

From the movement and chaos over there, she had already guessed what was going on.

"Call an ambulance immediately!" the old policeman shouted.

Wei Yan made a cursory inspection of Leng Yeting's wound. The wound was deep and bleeding heavily, but because it was a black shirt, it didn't look that shocking.

Wei Yan said: "I'm going to see Leng Xinyue."

"Ah."

Wei Yan ran quickly. Leng Xinyue opened her eyes wide on the ground, and a huge bloody hole opened on her shoulder.

She was trembling all over, waiting for Wei Yan with fierce eyes. The blood and temperature in her body seemed to be losing rapidly. Her mouth was open, but she couldn't say a word.

The pungent smell of blood in the air was stronger than before.

Wei Yan leaned over to check Leng Xinyue's wounds. It was certain that this right hand was probably going to be destroyed.

Wei Yan picked up the phone: "Worry-free."

"Sister Yan Yan," Leng Wuyou's voice was filled with tears, "my mother, she..."

"Still alive," Wei Yan said, "won't die."

Leng Wuyou's tears fell fiercely: "I, I would rather she died. Wuwuwu..."

Fu Chuan said gently: "Don't say stupid things."

Wei Yan said: "With Fu Chuan by your side, I feel more relieved. He will take good care of you. It's very chaotic here, so I'll hang up first."

"Okay, Sister Yanyan, take care of yourself and nothing will happen to you. We will be back soon."

"Ah."

After ending the call, Wei Yan looked at Leng Xinyue.

Perhaps it was the word "Fu Chuan" in her words. Leng Xinyue now had a ferocious look on her face, glaring at Wei Yan fiercely, as if she wanted to cut Wei Yan into pieces with a thousand knives.

Wei Yan looked away, turned around and walked towards Leng Yeting.

But at this moment, Leng Xinyue, who everyone thought was dead, suddenly struggled away from the policeman who was trying to help her up, rushed towards Wei Yan with a terrifying explosive speed, and grabbed Wei Yan's neck.

The next moment, Leng Yeting's long legs kicked her lower abdomen again.

The officers quickly restrained her again.

However, even though her shoulder had suffered such a horrific injury, her strength and speed were still astonishing. Several police officers pressed down on her to hold her down.

"Wei Yan!" Leng Xinyue's eyes widened, blood dripping from them, "I'll kill you, I'm going to kill you! You don't have to die well!!"

Not only her eyes, but her ears, nose, and mouth were all bleeding.

Wei Yan rubbed her neck, coughed crazily, and looked at her scene in horror.

Leng Yeting held her tightly, wishing he could go up now and strangle Leng Xinyue to death.

Leng Xinyue was dragged away by several tall police officers, cursing as they were dragged away.

Wei Yan said slowly: "Ye Ting, this scene... looks very much like Grandma Hu."