When Qin Yihan kicked the door open with Bai Cheng following him, Su Xiaoli had just placed the folded fruit knife against Zheng Zihao's neck.
The sharp blade of the fruit knife drew a thin line on his neck, and droplets of blood began seeping out from the wound.
Zheng Zihao's entire face turned white with fear, his eyes widened with terror.
And Su Xiaoli holding the fruit knife wasn't doing much better.
The young girl had been protected too well in the past, having seen few evil people, and this act of holding a knife to someone's neck was something she had only seen in television and novels.
To do it in reality…
Her hands were actually shaking so much that she could barely hold the knife anymore.
The more she shook, the more frightened Zheng Zihao became.
He feared that if her hand trembled too hard, the knife would directly cut into his neck and take his life!
Just at that moment, Qin Yihan kicked the door open.
Zheng Zihao immediately saw him as a lifesaver!
"Cousin!"