Pu Zhiming and He Shuowan screamed almost simultaneously.
Both instinctively started to rush toward her.
"Don't move!"
The hand Pu Yu held the knife in trembled violently. She slashed outward through the air, forcing them back. "Nobody come any closer!"
She held the baby tightly, keeping the knife tip a short distance from his swaddling.
Pu Zhiming was terrified. "That's your little brother! If you hurt him, I'll kill you!"
"He's your life, not mine."
Pu Yu raised her eyes and stared straight at Pu Zhiming, her voice carrying the desperate resolve of someone staking everything on one last chance. "Give me back my tuition money."
"Two thousand yuan. Every last cent. You owe me that."
It was the "fee for cutting ties" Pu Zhiming had given her when she first left this home. Only when she went to pay her tuition had she discovered that every bill was counterfeit.
That had extinguished the last of her hope in her father.
"Have you lost your mind?!"
"Get the money!" Pu Yu didn't want to hear his nonsense. Her voice was utterly flat. "Give me the money and I'll leave. Otherwise, none of you will get out of this unscathed."
Pu Zhiming glared at her, grinding his teeth.
He knew this daughter better than anyone and was betting that she wouldn't dare go through with it. He even tried edging forward to test her. "Pu Yu, don't do anything stupid. Murder is against the law. You'll ruin your whole life, do you understand?!"
Pu Yu said nothing. The knife tip moved a little closer.
"Are you trying to get my son killed?!"
He Shuowan screamed hysterically and shoved Pu Zhiming hard. "Give her the money! Go get it!"
When Pu Zhiming didn't react, she frantically grabbed the wallet on the sofa,