The silver fruit knife in the dimly lit room gleamed with a dark light, the blade aimed at the beating heart beneath the white shirt...
Ziyan's hands were trembling severely; she was someone who couldn't even bear to harm small animals, let alone have a living person under her knife...
Inside her mind, two voices were struggling. One was urging her to act quickly, for once Tang Shaosheng woke up and discovered the situation, it would be over; another was telling her to stay rational, for Su Nian was helping, and they would soon be divorced, and with the divorce, it would all be over...
Just when the scene froze in its eerie stillness and the atmosphere was so tense it could solidify, the vibrating "buzz buzz" sound from the cell phone by the bed startled Ziyan, making her immediately move the knife away. She hastily checked on Tang Shaosheng to make sure he hadn't woken up before tremblingly hiding the knife back under the pillow and picking up her phone.
