"Tingchen, no!"
Ye Wei was so anxious that her voice was about to burst. This man was so stupid. He knew that even if he lost a hand, Helian Yunsong would not let him go. He was still desperate to protect her as much as he could in his way.
He did not expect that Lu Tingchen would cut his wrist.
He and Lu Tingchen were the enemies.
No doubt he hope Lu Tingchen could die as early as possible.
But now, all of a sudden, he didn't want Lu Tingchen to be in trouble.
It was a strange feeling that he didn't want to hurt his rival.
Because he loved Ye Wei too much, his cold and cruel heart had become merciful. He wanted to protect the love in his heart, and let her not worry, not cry, not be sad, and let her live a safe life.
Seeing that the knife in Lu Tingchen's hand had almost fallen on his wrist, he quickly raised his hand, and the Swiss Army knife in his hand severely knocked down the knife in Lu Tingchen's hand.