Nan Qiao came looking for Huo Siyu and happened to witness this scene.
Nan Qiao panicked, running over to grab Huo Siyu.
"Si Yu, don't do anything foolish."
Killing someone requires paying with one's life. If there happens to be a security camera nearby, there's no way to explain it.
"He asked me to stab him; I just gave him face." Huo Siyu said coldly.
Nan Qiao took out her phone and messaged Li Yehan, urging him to come quickly and take Mo Shaolin away.
"Nan Qiao, it's not her fault. I asked for it, just so she could vent some anger." Mo Shaolin's abdomen continued to bleed, and his hands couldn't entirely stop it.
Nan Qiao couldn't bear to look, feeling that Mo Shaolin must be a masochist.
Without hitting him, he wouldn't be satisfied.
Damn, he's really got issues.
Li Yehan happened to be nearby and quickly arrived in his car.
Nan Qiao said, "Hurry up and take him to the hospital. If he dies, Si Yu won't be able to explain herself."