Ye Wanwan’s neck was already seeping with traces of blood, which was caused by Ye Mingrui’s trembling hand failing to hold the knife steady.
Shen Yi got out of the car, parted the crowd, and strode inside.
Shen Yi’s eyes were fixed straight on the terrace atop the villa, and at that moment, Ye Wanwan also saw Shen Yi.
Even though it was night, their gazes met in an instant, as if there was a telepathic connection.
He wondered if it was his own illusion, but he felt that it was only after seeing him that Ye Wanwan could not help but red her eyes, as if she had been holding back all along.
It was only after seeing him that she couldn’t hold back anymore, her eyes reddening with extreme grievance.
Shen Yi’s throat felt dry, and he experienced a momentary dizziness. At that moment, Ye Wanwan’s face seemed to overlap with the one he had seen in a photograph on a tombstone in his dream.
Thump! Thump! Shen Yi’s heart pounded violently, as if it would jump out of his chest.
In that instant, Shen Yi felt as though he was about to faint, but fortunately, he clenched his teeth and held on.
Shen Yi moved quickly forward, but midway, he was stopped by the police guarding the perimeter, "Who are you? You can’t go through here right now!"
The police had instinctively stopped someone different from them, fearing it was a reporter who had heard the news. They worried that letting him barge in would worsen the situation on the scene.
However, as soon as they got a clear view of Shen Yi, they immediately dismissed their assumptions, this person was definitely not a reporter searching for a scoop.
"You..." Who are you?
Before the police could finish asking Shen Yi, Shen Yi had already responded in a deep voice, "I am her husband."
The policeman wanted to say something more, but Shen Yi had already pushed through the crowd and walked in.
Shen Yi approached the senior family members, but he seemed as if he didn’t see them, his eyes always looking upward.
At that moment, Ye Mingrui was standing on the terrace, holding a fruit knife to Ye Wanwan’s neck. He was already very tired and felt like he couldn’t hold on much longer.
But he wanted to live! He was not willing to die just like that!
However, with the current situation, it seemed he had no way out.
"It was you who forced me, it was you who forced me, it was you who forced me..." Ye Mingrui repeated neurotically in a low voice, sweat dripping into his eyes as he looked at the many police below.
The sting in his eyes became unbearable, but Ye Mingrui dared not let go of Ye Wanwan, enduring the pain. Perhaps it was the pain that enraged him further, and Ye Mingrui roared loudly, "It’s all because you forced me!"
He had only wanted money! He just wanted some money!
For the Ye Family, or even the Shen Family, that amount of money was just the tip of the iceberg!
But why had it turned into this dead-end situation?
It was all their fault! They were the ones who forced him!
Ye Mingrui seemed to grow more irritable, staggering back a few steps with Ye Wanwan, and the sharp fruit knife had already cut her neck, causing more blood to ooze out in streams.
Though the people below couldn’t see the blood on Ye Wanwan’s neck, they saw Ye Mingrui’s unsteady movements and feared that a false move could hurt Ye Wanwan.
"Ye Mingrui!" Shen Yi’s heart was in his throat, and he couldn’t help but shout loudly.
Once the sting in his eyes dissipated, Ye Mingrui slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the people standing below the villa.