Blood flowed down her snow-white fingers.
It was Xia Yan who grabbed the Knife at the critical moment!
But she, seemingly impervious to pain, coldly stared at the two thugs and said, "Scram!"
The thugs hadn't expected this seemingly frail woman to be so fierce, to actually grab the Knife with her hand.
And she didn't even blink.
The two thugs swallowed their saliva, let go of the switchblade, and were actually scared away.
"Honey, are you, are you alright?" The man looked at Xia Yan with concern.
"Don't worry about it!" Xia Yan threw the switchblade away and turned to leave.
This man wasn't a hero who just appeared to save the day.
He didn't claim to be Xia Yan's husband just to deal with the thugs.
He really was Xia Yan's husband, Yang Jiajun!
Originally, he wanted to play the hero to save the beauty.
But when he saw the other party pull out a Knife, he turned coward.
If Xia Yan hadn't grabbed the Knife, he might have been hurt.
