Chapter 229: Trying to Murder Your Husband?
Zhuang Yu, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes wide and asked silently, "They’re here again?"
Shen Hanxing nodded with a dark face, signaling to Zhuang Yu not to speak. Those people searched very carefully to the point where they could almost tear the land open. As the sound of movement approached them, Shen Hanxing’s heart beat faster and faster, and her knuckles turned slightly white from holding the fruit knife tightly.
The movement on the top stopped a step away from their heads. Shen Hanxing held her breath and focused. She felt as though she was being targeted by a pack of wolves. She silently waited for the opportunity to kill them in one strike.
After an unknown amount of time, the person on top moved. The sound of footsteps came forward again, and a black shadow enveloped them. The person’s hand decisively lifted the withered branch covering the top.
This was the time! Shen Hanxing did not hesitate anymore. She held the fruit knife and immediately stood up and stabbed in the direction of the person’s chest. At this moment, she could not care less about human lives. If she wanted to survive, she had to be ruthless! With this thought in mind, Shen Hanxing steeled herself and strengthened her resolve. The fruit knife in her hands followed the raised straw and she stabbed straight at the person’s chest!
However, that person’s reaction was faster than Shen Hanxing had imagined. He turned his body to the side and swiftly grabbed Shen Hanxing’s wrist. His force was so strong that she could not resist. The fruit knife was immediately snatched away by him.
Shen Hanxing felt bad. She raised her leg and was about to kick him, but her entire body was pulled into an embrace. The man’s slender legs directly wrapped around her. They were in a very intimate position. A familiar cold smell filled her nose. Shen Hanxing’s body froze. Then, the man’s hoarse voice with a hint of a strained smile rang in her ear, "My wife, are you trying to murder your husband?"
"Ji Yan." Shen Hanxing’s body suddenly relaxed, allowing herself to snuggle in Ji Yan’s arms. She said softly, "You’re here."
"Yes, I’m here." Ji Yan hugged Shen Hanxing tightly, not letting her turn around and look at the struggling waves of emotions in his eyes. He said in a low voice, "I’m late. You have suffered, my wife."