Prosperity for the rest of your life

Chapter 1309 His Protection, Her Tears
Qian Xi's eyes hated Qi Lian, her face was pale, "Let go of me! Qi Lian, you really have a face for playing such a despicable method!"

Qi Lian smiled coldly, and gently wiped the dagger on Qianxi's skin, and a shallow trace with fine blood beads instantly appeared on Qianxi's neck like jade.

"Qi Lian! You fucking try to touch her again!" Feng Chenche swept Qi Lian's eyes full of ice.

With a sneer on the corner of Qi Lian's mouth, he gave his subordinates a look.

The man came to his senses and approached Feng Chenche with the dagger in his hand, "Young Master Feng, please."

Feng Chenche's eyes glanced at the person holding Qi Lian's dagger, and seeing her pale face and the injury on her elbow, his eyes became very deep.

When he turned his gaze again, his sight fell on Qi Lian's subordinate, the sharp short knife was emitting a cold light.

Without any hesitation, Feng Chenche coldly took the dagger in the man's hand, and stared coldly at Qi Lian, "You'd better remember what you said, with one finger of yours, I'll take a hand I'll give it back to you, but you didn't let her go if you didn't keep your word, Qi Lian, believe it or not, I'll let you sleep and eat in this life!"

The coldness on his body rose, and his eyes were full of sternness and coldness.

Qi Lian hooked the corners of his mouth, "Young Master Feng, I really respect you for being a man who can do this for a woman, yes, what a lover.

Feng Chen Che ignored Qi Lian, clenched the dagger in his hand, and clenched his fingers tightly.

Qian Xi, who was controlled by Qi Lian, bit her lips tightly, watched Feng Chen Che's movements, and suddenly struggled in a panic, her voice was hoarse, her fingertips were trembling, "Feng Chen Che, you forgot, It was I who stabbed the knife at you. Feng Chenche, if you crippled one of your hands today, he would never let us go, he still wants our lives, we can't get out of here at all! Feng Chenche, I There is only hatred between me and you, you can’t do it.”

The sound of a knife piercing into the flesh was heard, and bright red blood dripped on the ground instantly. Qianxi's words stopped abruptly, and then her whole body trembled violently.

"Feng Chenche——why are you? I'm the one you should hate." Qianxi's eyes were slanted, her eyes were flushed, she bit her lip hoarsely and didn't even frown , the person who stabbed the knife into his right hand without any hesitation.

Feng Chenche pulled out the knife stuck in his right hand, blood flowed profusely, his cold eyes looked back at the abnormal Qianxi, his voice was low and hoarse with forbearance: "The hatred between you and me , It's a separate matter for the two of us, and it has nothing to do with this matter. This matter is an account between me and Qi Lian, don't confuse it. We will settle our hatred and account separately, and this account has nothing to do with you! "

Feng Chenche is the only person who can be so overbearing that every sentence makes people feel the urge to cry!

Qian Xi trembled, pinching her fingertips between her palms.

Feng Chenche held the blood-stained knife in his hand, and stared at Qi Lian with cold eyes, his voice was as cold as ice: "Is that enough? If it's not enough, you can do it again! Let her go!"

"Feng Chenche——" Qianxi bit her lip, looked at Feng Chenche with deep red eyes, and called out in a hoarse voice, choking so hard that she couldn't speak.

Feng Chenche looked back at Qianxi's eyes, and the moment his eyes met, seeing the deep red in Qianxi's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and there was a tinge of joy in his heart for a moment, even the pain in his hands felt light Minus a few points.

If he remembers correctly, it was the first time she shed tears for him.
(End of this chapter)