There seemed to be sarcasm in her smile, and she said softly: "I thought we might hug again, but I didn't expect that the way of hugging... would be like this." I don't know if these words were related to what was happening in front of me.

Yi Beihan said, she was still talking to herself.

Yi Beihan put the knife against her neck, his expression was cold, his thin lips were slightly raised, and he only uttered two words: "Bitch!"

This sound directly aroused Xia Yan. Xia Yan looked at Yi Beihan who was not surprised at all, screamed at him, and roared: "Yes, I am a bitch, we are already divorced, why A Zhan

Even after a phone call saying something happened to you, I still had to rush here in such a hurry, why am I so mean!"

"Madam! Don't irritate the young master, you will get hurt!" A Zhan was afraid that Yi Beihan's hand would hurt Xia Yan, so he hurriedly spoke to stop Xia Yan from making Yi Beihan angry.

"Azhan, shut up and don't talk. This is between Yi Beihan and me!" Xia Yan said sharply, and Azhan had no choice but to remain silent.

Yi Beihan couldn't help frowning, his head was swollen, and his vision gradually became blurry. He grabbed Xia Yan's hand a little harder, and Xia Yan's wrist suddenly hurt from his grip.

"Yi Beihan, hurry up, either kill me with one knife, or let me go and detoxify, it's your choice!"

"Xia...Xia Yan...you are Xia Yan..." Yi Beihan shook his head, feeling that the memory in his mind was cloudy. He looked at the woman's face with blurred vision, trying hard to picture it in his mind.

The outline of her face.

Xia Yan, who is Xia Yan? Who is he? What is he doing now?

Yi Beihan tried hard to remember and recall that Xia Yan's mood calmed down a lot because of his "Xia Yan".

He is still conscious!

This was the only thing that Xia Yan could think of. As long as he was still conscious, she might be able to try to wake him up.

"Yes, I am Xia Yan, you are Yi Beihan, you are Yi Beihan, and you are recovering from drugs." Xia Yan explained to him word by word.

"Drugs...drugs! I want to take drugs! Bitch, do you have any drugs! Give it to me! Give it to me quickly!" When Yi Beihan heard the word detoxification, he subconsciously thought of drugs, and his mood became violent again.

"Hurry up and hand it over! I know you have it, hand it over, or I will kill you with a knife!"

Yi Beihan shouted in Xia Yan's ear with a sharp voice. Without waiting for Xia Yan's reply, he leaned over and suppressed her on the cold, hard ground.

There was a pain in her back. Xia Yan looked at him with painful eyes. She didn't understand why things turned out like this. She hated, hated the man in front of her who she loved and hated. Why did she take drugs?

"Yi Beihan, can you wake up? Wake up."

"Yi Beihan, please wake up. I am Xia Yan. I am Xia Yan. Do you really want to kill me?" Xia Yan was suppressed under him, and her red eyes stared at him.

The knife in his hand was very emotional.

When had she ever thought that there would be a day when she would lie under him again, and he would just want to kill her...

Even though she knew in her heart that he was in a state of unconsciousness, she still felt sad.

Her eyes were fixed on the fruit knife in his hand, and her lips trembled as she said, "Think about it, who are you? What are you doing now? Okay?"

Xia Yan guided him softly, her palms were clammy and sweaty, but the sharp knife in Yi Beihan's hand was aimed at her face, but he still didn't stab it down.
Chapter completed!