Contract marriage, don't be tempted, President

Chapter 398 Past events (3)

"Don't come over here! If you come any closer, I'll kill you!"

Lin Yahui holds a knife in a defensive posture

Fu Cheng's eyebrows jumped

Neither of them is at peace.

"Don't come over here! Don't move!"

Lin Yahui shouted

"If you move again I will really kill you!"

Fu Cheng took two steps forward, reached out and grabbed her, and threw her onto the bed.

Lin Yahui couldn't break free for a moment, and in a hurry, she waved the knife in her hand

"Let me go! Let me go!".

"hiss……"

Lin Yahui slipped and blood dripped onto her body

Fu Cheng's face was scratched

"let me go!"

Lin Yahui struggled and kicked him

Fu Cheng dodged sideways, grabbed her wrist and pressed her down on the bed.

"Don't move!"

Although her hands were pressed, Lin Yahui was still unwilling to

"Let go! Let me go!"

As she said this, she kicked Fu Cheng with both feet, using ten times ten strength.

Fu Cheng reluctantly let her go

Lin Yahui took the opportunity to grab the knife in her hand and rushed towards Fu Cheng

He was unable to dodge and the tip of the knife went straight into his shoulder

"hiss……"

Dark red blood oozed out, Fu Cheng grabbed the tip of the knife, took it out, and threw it on the ground

Then he put his other hand around Lin Yahui

Low voice

"Try another one"

Lin Yahui struggled hard

"Let go! Let go!"

She grabbed Fu Cheng's wrist and bit it hard.

Until the smell of blood spread in her mouth

She felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit, so she opened her mouth and lay on the ground slowly.

I thought she was fine, but when Lin Yahui recovered and looked at the knife on the ground, she reached out and touched the knife again.

He looked at Fu Cheng with hostility

Seeing her condition, Fu Cheng endured the pain in his shoulder and slowly squatted in front of her.

"Little Wood?"

Lin Yahui stared at the knife for a long time

Suddenly he picked up a knife and put it on Fu Cheng's neck

Fu Cheng took a step back, and Lin Yahui took a step forward.

Until he was pressed against the bed, with the knife pointed at his neck.

"I will kill you...die...die!"

Fu Cheng smiled coldly, grabbed the knife tip and brought it close to himself.

Without hesitation, he crossed his neck

A faint bloodstain appeared on his neck.

Lin Yahui was stunned, and the tip of the knife trembled slightly.

"do not move"

His tone was a little weak, and he slowed down and looked up at Lin Yahui.

"Are you satisfied? If not,

Fu Cheng let go of the knife tip, and blood dripped down his palm onto the carpet, staining it red.

Lin Yahui was still in a daze, and Fu Cheng held her hand, and the sticky touch brought her back to her senses.

"you……"

Fu Cheng held her hand and pointed the knife at his heart.

"If you want to kill me, use force"

As he spoke, Fu Cheng pushed the tip of the knife slightly.

Lin Yahui suddenly came to her senses and threw the knife aside.

She looked at her hands, and the blood seemed to awaken something in her mind.

She covered her head with a look of pain.

"Don't...don't!"

Fu Chengqiang stood up and patted her on the back.

"Little Wood, it's okay, you are safe, no one can hurt you"

"Brother Cheng..."

Lin Yahui noticed something and her pupils shrank suddenly.

“Brother Cheng!”

She put her hand on the wound on his shoulder

"Why...why can't I stop..."

"If I don't call the emergency number, I will be in real trouble."

“Oh…yes.”

Lin Yahui tremblingly took out her cell phone, and the sound of an ambulance sounded outside the house.

"Eh…"

Fu Cheng thought about it for a while and thought of that person.

"Brother Cheng"

Lin Yahui carefully helped him up and sent him to the hospital

After bandaging the wound, Lin Yahui twirled her fingers nervously and stood beside him awkwardly.

"Brother Cheng, I'm sorry"

Fu Cheng comforted her.

"fine"

He took out a Band-Aid from his pocket and handed it to her.

“Please help me put it on.”

Lin Yahui approached him cautiously

"Brother Cheng, does it hurt?"

“It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

"I'll give you a call"

A tiny air current blew past, and Lin Yahui helped him put on a Band-Aid.

"I really know I was wrong"

"I don't blame you, it's okay"