Facing Shen Yanche's almost crazy interrogation, Nan Yu was being choked by him and could hardly breathe. Still, she glared at him coldly.
"Speak!" Shen Yanche's eyes were bloodshot as he roared in the rain, "It's fine that you let someone else touch you, but you even got pregnant with a bastard?"
Nan Yu was enraged by this remark. "He's not a bastard!"
Shen Yanche said heartlessly, "Tan Linyuan's child is a bastard."
"He... is... not!" Nan Yu gritted her teeth. The ropes had cut into her wrists and drawn blood. The rain and blood soaked the ropes together, but she felt no pain.
She would not allow or accept anyone insulting her child.
The child of her and Tan Linyuan.
"I've changed my mind." Shen Yanche said expressionlessly, "Before I let you die, I'll kill this bastard first."
Nan Yu didn't understand what he was saying.
Shen Yanche took out a knife from somewhere. Under the pale light, it looked unusually bright.
"First, I'll slit open your belly and take out the bastard. Then you'll die with me. I don't want to die wearing a cuckold's hat."
After saying this, Shen Yanche frowned in disgust. "But I don't want to touch that thing. It's too dirty."
His hand was like a snake coiling around her neck. His voice was bewitching as he asked, "Or, you kill this bastard with your own hands?"
Nan Yu was sure that Shen Yanche was definitely out of his mind now.
It was understandable. The wedding with Wen Ying that was originally set had been ruined. He had been a "father" for a few months, but the child had nothing to do with him.
Then the Shen family had been forced into a corner. And Nan Yu, who was supposed to marry him without a doubt, was now married and pregnant.
A man's fragile self - esteem couldn't withstand the slightest blow.
Nan Yu admired herself for remaining calm in this situation.
She knew it was meaningless to continue arguing with Shen Yanche.
What she needed to do now was to soothe Shen Yanche's emotions and lead him into her trap.
"I'll do it myself." Nan Yu replied calmly, "Anyway, I'm going to die. It's better to do it quickly by myself."
Shen Yanche smiled. "That's really great."
He lifted the knife and cut the ropes on Nan Yu's wrists. "Don't play any tricks. Hurry up and get rid of that dirty thing!"
As he said this, Shen Yanche stared closely at Nan Yu's face.
Although her wrists were free, her ankles were still tightly bound by ropes. She definitely couldn't escape for a while.
In his sight, Nan Yu reached out and took the knife.
What was the probability of counter - killing Shen Yanche?
Nan Yu speculated in her heart and noticed Shen Yanche's white suit.
"Did you wear this suit for our wedding?" Nan Yu suddenly asked.
Shen Yanche: "Of course. I prepared it especially for you."
Nan Yu let the hand holding the knife drop. Her tone was very sincere. "This suit suits you well. It's a pity that your tie is crooked."
"Really?" Shen Yanche lowered his head. "Where is it crooked..."
This was the moment!
Nan Yu raised the knife without hesitation. With a very clean and decisive movement, she stabbed it into Shen Yanche's chest!
The moment the blade went in, she closed her eyes. The blood splashed on her face, but she didn't feel afraid.
There was only a sense of pleasure of avenging a great hatred.
"Go to hell, Shen Yanche."
Nan Yu let go of the knife. Her tone was cold. "This is what you deserve."
Shen Yanche trembled in pain. His body swayed and he took a step back.
He seemed unable to believe that Nan Yu had stabbed him with a knife and stabbed so deeply.
"You... you bitch..." Shen Yanche spat out mouthfuls of blood. He reached out to cover his chest. The pain made it difficult for him to breathe.
Nan Yu felt the pain in her lower abdomen getting worse and worse. There was a faint liquid flowing out. She couldn't help but feel panicked and wanted to leave this place quickly.
She bent down to untie the ropes on her ankles in the rain.
But Shen Yanche had tied a tight knot.
It seemed that from the very beginning, he had brought her here with the idea of making sure she would die.
There was no tool around that could cut the ropes. The only sharp weapon was in Shen Yanche's chest.
At this moment, Shen Yanche, who was lying on the ground, suddenly propped himself up on the ground and got up.
He walked in a very strange way, staggering towards Nan Yu like a zombie.
"Even if I die, you'll die with me."
There was still blood on the corner of his mouth. He looked extremely hideous.
"In the underworld, we'll be husband and wife again. Then no one will stop us."
After saying this, Shen Yanche pulled out the knife from his chest.
Blood spurted out again.
Nan Yu's pupils constricted. Watching Shen Yanche walking towards her, she thought to herself that he was really possessed!
She almost used all her strength to move her body, but the ropes were tied too tightly and she couldn't move an inch.
Watching Shen Yanche getting closer step by step, Nan Yu tightened her fingers and stared at him firmly. "Shen Yanche, stop sinning."
"You've already killed my parents. If you kill me and my child, you'll never be reincarnated!"
Shen Yanche murmured, almost under a spell. "No. As long as I'm with the lucky girl, our Shen family will be prosperous forever. This is predestined..."
What lucky girl? What predestination?
Nan Yu wasn't sure if it was because the rain was too heavy or her nerves were too tense. She didn't hear clearly what Shen Yanche said.
His blood was flowing on the white suit. The combination of white and red looked extremely terrifying.
The moment his knife fell, Nan Yu protected her lower abdomen with one hand and raised the other in the air.
The knife didn't land on her body, but pierced through her palm.
Blood flowed out immediately, sliding down her wrist to her arm.
The pattern was like a red flame flower blooming on her arm.
The intense pain made her gasp. She still pushed Shen Yanche forcefully.
The knife wound Nan Yu had given him before was already fatal. He was at the end of his strength now. His body fell heavily to the ground.
"You're my... lucky girl... You can only belong to the Shen family..."
...
After confirming that Nan Yu had been taken to the Sky Pavilion, Tan Linyuan immediately took his men and took the elevator up.
Tan Linyuan's expression was hard to read, but his thin eyes were a deeper black than this rainy night.
It was even a bit creepy.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Tan Linyuan saw Shen Yanche lying on the ground and Nan Yu covered in blood.
The glaring red almost made his heart stop beating.
He rushed over quickly. First, he cut the ropes on Nan Yu's ankles and hugged her in his arms.
She was exhausted. Her right hand was hanging limply.
She opened her eyes and saw the strange nervousness and panic in those cold and thin eyes. "Yuyu, I'm late."
At this moment, she finally began to shed tears.
"I'm sorry. It's my fault. I didn't protect you well..."
Nan Yu forced her eyes open. She watched the man who was always calm and in control of the situation, but now was so panicked that he didn't know what to do.
She originally wanted to open her mouth to comfort him. She wanted to say that it wasn't his problem, that she had been so eager to see him that she thought the person in that car would be him.
She also wanted to tell him that she had been very brave in protecting herself and the child in her belly.
She also wanted to say that she had finally avenged her parents.
But the first thing she said when she saw him was -
"Save our child."