The knife in Fu Shirui's hand plunged hard into Shang Muxue's abdomen, and blood poured from the wound.
Fu Shirui stared blankly at the woman standing in front of Fu Xiuyuan, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Mom, Mommy?! Why??"
Shang Muxue shoved Fu Shirui away from her. Still in shock, he was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
Before he could react, Shang Muxue collapsed, blood spilling continuously from her abdomen.
It stained her pure white dress a vivid blood red.
Fu Wensheng stood frozen behind them as well, completely unable to process what had happened.
He could not understand at all why Shang Muxue had suddenly thrown herself forward to take that knife for Fu Xiuyuan.
Only then did Gu Nian'an notice what had happened behind him. He saw the blood covering the ground, then glanced at the man beside him, his eyes filled with lingering fear.
"An'an, call the police and an ambulance."
After giving that instruction, Fu Xiuyuan crouched down to examine the wound in the woman's abdomen.
Once Fu Shirui realized what he had done, his whole body went weak, and he stumbled as he crawled to her side.
He tried to cover her wound, as though trying to stop the life that kept draining away.
But Shang Muxue merely took a faint breath and used all her strength to push him away.
Fu Shirui stared at the woman on the ground in disbelief, his voice trembling. "Mommy? Wh-why?"
Why did you take that knife for him? Why are you treating me like this?
But in the end, he never voiced those questions, because he saw the disgust she could no longer conceal in her eyes.
Shang Muxue's chest rose and fell incessantly as she struggled to focus her gaze on his face.
Her