That's right.

The person who stood in front of Ling Yujin and held Rong Qing's fruit knife for Ling Yujin with both hands was none other than Wen Sunan, who had been heartbroken because Ling Yujin wanted to marry Cheng Ru.

His strong hands tightly grasped the blade in Rong Qing's hand. Rong Qing tried his best to pull the knife out.

Finally, Rong Qing gave up.

He immediately let go of the knife, rushed forward and grabbed Ling Yujin's neck, pressing him directly against a pillar beside him:

"When did you get a younger brother?"

"There are quite a lot of people who are attached to you, don't you?"

"But I must kill you today!"

"For Cheng Ru, for Junyun!"

Ling Yujin was pressed against the pillar by him, watching dumbly as Li Yue and Li Jingchuan led their men towards her, and at Wen Sunan's hands covered with blood but still holding the knife tightly...

...

Yes, there are actually quite a lot of people who care about him.

Finally, he turned his attention to Cheng Ru, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

She still closed her eyes quietly, and the white wedding dress on her body was stained with a few traces of blood, making her look particularly beautiful.

The man closed his eyes and took a long breath.

In this world, there are not only people who care about him, but also people who he cares about...

If he just left and listened to Rong Qing's words to atone for his sins, who would he deserve?

Thinking of this, Ling Yujin opened her eyes.

He looked coldly at Rong Qing, who was squeezing his neck in front of him:

"Ever since you were little, you have never been as good as me in terms of physical strength."

"We grew up together. I know better than you whether you can beat me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man turned over and pressed Rong Qing directly against the pillar.

He stuck Rong Qing's neck:

"My mother said before that you have mental problems. Like your father Rong Lin, you are a potential mental patient. I never took it seriously."

"I always feel that you grew up with me and are my best brothers. I shouldn't be wary of you."

"But Rong Qing..."

The man sneered:

"You just wanted to kill me!"

After saying that, Ling Yujin snorted coldly:

"security guard!"

Several security guards rushed over instantly and directly pressed Rong Qing to the ground:

"Take him to the mental hospital downtown."

No matter what, he didn't want to believe that Rong Qing had such a disease before, but now...

The man smiled bitterly and patted the fierce-looking Rong Qing on the shoulder:

"Go get a good treatment."

"I'm not sick!"

Being escorted by security guards, Rong Qing glared at Ling Yujin angrily:

"You are the one who is sick!"

"Ling Yujin, you are a coward!"

"You never dare to face what you have done, and you never dare to admit that you have liked Cheng Ru for a long time, you coward!"

"coward......"

Rong Qing's voice became farther and farther away.

Ling Yujin looked at his leaving figure and sighed deeply.

After a moment, he turned around and looked at Wen Sunan, who had fallen to the ground.

His hands were cut with deep wounds by a fruit knife. From the wounds, you could even see the dense white bones inside.

The man's usually dark face was now pale and bloodless.

Ling Yujin's heart ached slightly.

He hurriedly walked over, knelt down, and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Are you okay?"

"What do you think?"

Wen Sunan glared at him angrily:

"If you don't believe you were cut like this, try it."

The man's words made Ling Yujin choked and speechless.

He fell silent, took off his coat, tore it open with a knife, and simply wrapped Wen Sunan's two palms:
Chapter completed!