Chapter 1381
WIFE-SPOILING MANIAC: Be Gentle with the arrogant prince charming
Author:?Qingqing Zijin 05?MACHINE TRANSLATION
Jian Xiaomo and Zeng Bu were heartbroken. Their hearts were aching, but she knew that long chenjue must have his own plans. This man would never abandon his son. Long Chenjue was not that kind of person!
She believed it!
Long Chenjue must have his own plans!
Looking at Long Luâs angry little mouth, Jian Xiaomo knew that she had said too much, but he would not allow anyone to doubt long Chenjue. She touched long Luâs hair with her hand and said apologetically, âIâm sorry, Long Lu. â
Tears welled up in Long Luâs eyes. Jian Xiaomoâs heart ached, so she could only hug long Lu even tighter.
Long Shenglunâs heart trembled when he heard long Luâs words. Judging from long Chenjueâs actions, he did not intend to save his son. If this man was really heartless and did not save his son, then long Xuan would be in his hands.. And it would be meaningless.
No, he had to try!
He pulled out his other hand and pulled out a knife from his waist, ready to stab long Xuan.
Long Xuanâs face had become extremely indifferent at this moment. There was no sign of panic on his face. There was only coldness. His eyes were fixed on long Chenjueâs direction, as if long Shenglunâs knife was just to scare him.
When long Shenglunâs knife was on long Xuanâs body, long chenjue suddenly picked up a knife and stabbed it towards long Shenglunâs hand that was holding the knife.
Everyone was shocked. Long Chenjue was so fast.
Long Shenglun did not notice that he was about to stab long Xuan. When he suddenly felt that something was wrong, the knife had already stabbed into his arm, and blood instantly gushed out.
Long Shenglun instantly took a deep breath. He originally wanted to use his other hand to hold the arm on his hand, but he could not. That hand was still holding the knife and forcing long Xuan. If the knife left long Xuanâs neck, he would die even more miserably.
Looking at the knife that stabbed deeply into her arm, long Shenglun was so angry that his face twisted. Did this man really not care about the life and death of his son?
âLong Chenjue, are you crazy? â Long Shenglun was so angry that his whole body was trembling. Was this man really crazy?
âI want to use your life to pay tribute to my mother, â Long Chenjue said coldly. He looked at long Shenglun with bloodthirsty eyes.
Hearing this, long Shenglunâs body trembled. Then, he said angrily again, âyour son is still in my hands. â
âSo what? â Long Chenjue said coldly. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYour knife just now could make me take your sonâs life. Long Chenjue, as long as I take your sonâs life with this knife, Jian Xiaomo will hate you so much that she will gnash her teeth. â
When Long Shenglun said this, he suddenly sneered.
However, before the smile on his lips could spread, he heard a cold voice saying, âIf long Xuan knew that his death was to avenge his grandmother, I think long Xuan would definitely be willing, and I have no objections. After all, everyone has parents. â
Jian Xiaomo said in a cold voice.
Hearing this, Long Shenglun immediately looked at Jian Xiaomo.
Long Chenjue also looked at Jian Xiaomo with admiration. As expected of his woman, she was indeed wise.
Jian Xiaomo gave long Chenjue a comforting look at this time, and then continued to say to long Shenglun coldly, âbesides, I believe that the one who will die in the end will be you, not long Xuan. â
As soon as Jian Xiaomo said this, long Shenglunâs face changed.