When Ai Yujie saw the two people running away, she turned around and ran out, trying to stay away from that crazy woman Mao Xiaolian.

"ah!"

Ai Yujie screamed, and her long hair was grabbed by Mao Xiaolian, and her entire scalp was almost pulled up.

She paused in pain and shouted, "Mao Xiaolian, why are you going crazy!"

"Yes, I'm going crazy! I've become like this, I've been crazy long ago!"

Mao Xiaolian pulled Ai Yujie's hair with one hand and held a dagger with the other hand and pressed it close to her cheek. The cold tip of the knife was pressed against her face, which made her shudder in fear.

"Ai Yujie, didn't you just rely on this face to fascinate He Xiyao? You said if I ruined your face, will he want you again? Hahaha..."

Mao Xiaolian pressed the tip of the knife against Ai Yujie's face and slowly moved, sneering, "Don't you look down on me and rely on my subtle rules to get ahead? As a result, you also rely on my subtle rules!"

"I don't! Mao Xiaolian, I advise you not to keep making mistakes!"

Ai Yujie felt the dagger wandering against her face, and her heart was tightly tense. She was not afraid of Mao Xiaolian's face being scratched, but was afraid that Mao Xiaolian would suddenly stab her belly with the dagger.

"You don't? No, why did He Xiyao stand up for you? He warned me not to touch you, but I just wanted to touch you!"

Mao Xiaolian smiled sharply, her voice choked, "I'm not afraid of even dying, what else am I afraid of? Ai Yujie, I'll make a profit if I can pull you to die together!"

"You are such a lunatic!"

Ai Yujie was unwilling to sit and wait for death. She couldn't die here, and she also had to protect the children in her belly.

She gritted her teeth, suddenly raised her elbow and pushed Mao Xiaolian away and ran away. Her actions even more angered Mao Xiaolian. She raised the dagger in her hand and shouted, "Ai Yujie, go to die!"

"No!"

As soon as He Xiyao rushed into the warehouse, he saw Mao Xiaolian holding a dagger and stabbing Ai Yujie's back. He rushed forward quickly and raised his hand to block her. Mao Xiaolian's dagger pierced directly into the back of his hand. He raised his foot and kicked Mao Xiaolian out a long way.

"puff-"

Mao Xiaolian lay on the ground, spitted a mouthful of blood, and couldn't get up. He Xiyao's kick probably kicked her ribs.

"ah!"

Ai Yujie saw the dagger on the back of He Xiyao's hand and screamed in fear, "Husband, you are injured!"

"Wife, calm down!"

He Xiyao didn't care about the pain in his hand. He was eager to soothe Ai Yujie's mood first, "Let's relax, I'm fine! This little injury is not a problem!"

"This is not a minor injury!"

Ai Yujie burst into tears, "Your hands are covered with blood, and the dagger pierces the back of your hands!"

"I'm fine, really!"

Seeing He Xiyao holding back the pain, Ai Yujie felt so distressed. She grabbed his hand and kept trembling, "Let's go to the hospital!"

"good!"

Mao Xiaolian lay on the ground in a mess and couldn't move. When she heard Ai Yujie calling He Xiyao her husband, she was shocked and looked at them in disbelief. Could it be that she is He Xiyao's wife?

Jealousy continued to spread in her heart. As an actor, why did Ai Yujie live so noble?

Humph! Do they think they have the only ability? Then they are wrong!

She trembled and touched the pistol on her waist. This was bought from the black market. She was determined to die and insisted on killing this time.
Chapter completed!