Chapter 663: You Don't Love Her Either

rk and left first. I wanted to let you know."GoneWhy didn't you tell her face-to-face A sense of inexplicable loss washed over him. She replied with a sullen, "I know."Entering the ward, Mother was st...Fu Mo Han did not pick up the knife, instead calmly looking at Zheng Jin Bao, "I did as you said. What if you don't let go"

Zheng Jinfu let out a sneer, moving the blade in his hand to Lin Jinran's chest, piercing his skin slightly. "Do you have the capital to bargain with me"

Fu Mo'han's face was cold and stern.

"If you cut it, I might let you go, considering we both lack something. If you don't cut it, get out on your own. Your wife's life or death has nothing to do with you."

Zheng Jinbao chuckled obscenely, the other hand deliberately groping Lin Jinyan's face, "Even if you get someone to stop me from leaving, I will definitely drag your wife down with me."

"You dare!" Fu Mo Han's face darkened, wishing he could chop off Zheng Jin Bao's hand.

"Since I dared to kidnap her, I can naturally make it happen. It's best if you cooperate obediently. Anyway, I'm already a waste of human life and don't care about anything." Zheng Jinbao intentionally slid the scissors across Lin Jinyan's neck and chest.

The sharp, honed scissors sliced through the skin, sending shivers down Lin Jinran's spine. He was so tense, he could barely breathe.

"I don't have much patience, make up your mind."

Zheng Jinbao could no longer bear it, he just wanted Fu Mo寒 to be humiliated, he just wanted him to be like him, to taste the inhuman pain!

"If I do as you say, you must let us go." Fu Mo Han bent down to pick up the knife and weighed it in his hand.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Zheng Jinbao's eyes showed madness, eager to see Fu Mo寒 castrate himself.

Lin Jinran stared with wide eyes, shaking her head with difficulty, "No, no, no."

Fu Mo Han lowered his eyes, seeming to hesitate before striking. The tip of the blade flashed in front of him.

Zheng Jinfu's eyes shone brighter, and his impatience grew. "Hurry up!"

The scissors in his hand, plunged into Lin Jinran's skin, harder and even deeper, already drawing a shallow cut.

His severity was madness, bloodlust, and craving.

Fu Mo Han slowly raised his hand, as if aiming at a target. The tip of the knife pointed at that spot, seeming like just one hard thrust would solve everything.

Zheng Jinfu's pupils dilated, and the hand he had clasped Lin Jinran's with gradually loosened. He leaned forward, as if awaiting, waiting for Fu Mo'han's next move.

Time seemed to be frozen, growing increasingly tense and anxious.

Fu Mo's arm, with a wind-like swing,

Lin Jinran shook his head in fear, Zheng Jinfu smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the sword in Fu Mo Han's hand flew out of his grasp, forming a straight line and shooting towards Lin Jin Ran's direction, as if it were going to pierce his forehead.

Zheng Jinbao was startled and ducked back, the blade narrowly missing Lin Jinyan's hairline, flying past to embed itself in the wall behind them.

Zheng Jinbao reacted instantly, reaching out to grab Lin Jinyan. Fu Mochen, who was still a few meters away just a moment ago, suddenly appeared in front of him.

He didn't even think, reaching out and waving the scissors wildly towards Fu Mo Han. Fu Mo Han dodged but his hand was grazed by the scissors, a gash appearing on his back instantly, blood flowing out immediately.

Having no time to pay attention to anything else, Fu Mo Han grabbed Zheng Jin Bao's hand and twisted it hard. Zheng Jin Bao felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his fingers loosened their grip on the scissors.

Fu Mo'han took up the scissors with his other hand and pressed them against Zheng Jinbao, "Don't move."

Zheng Jinbao lay on the ground, looking at Fu Mo寒, without any fear of being suppressed. Instead, he burst into laughter, "You don't love her either, what a bore."

Fu Mo's eyes were cold and sharp, his thin lips tightly pressed together.

Suddenly, Lin Jinran widened his eyes and shouted, "Be careful!"'s oddness. He left the dressing room.Unable to hear any sound, Lin Jinran's heart finally fell. A black shadow approached, and his lips were instantly covered. "Hmm."The night owl domineeringly block...