Clutching his bleeding chest, he collapsed to the ground: "What...what are you doing?"

He was clearly trying to save her, but she wanted to kill him.

"Tell me, who is the biological father of the child I gave birth to?" Song Anran demanded sharply.

If Su Ziheng denies that he is the child's father.

She chose to believe.

I will no longer verify it.

Even if she's just deceiving herself.

She didn't want everyone to tell her that her carefully planned scheme was a joke.

Su Ziheng's eyes widened: "You...you knew everything?"

"Speak! The child's father is Shen Jinmo, isn't he?" Song Anran pulled the knife from his chest.

The knife didn't go too deep, and it didn't pierce the heart.

Blood splattered from the knife, staining her snow-white face and making it appear exceptionally alluring.

The sharp questioning echoed in the empty basement.

Su Ziheng slowly lowered his head: "The child is mine. I am the child's father."

Without saying a word, Song Anran stabbed him in the abdomen again.

This time, the incision was deeper than the first time.

"ah……"

Su Ziheng, bleeding profusely, collapsed to the ground, unable to get up due to the pain.

"Go to hell. I'll strangle that child who has your blood in his veins too." Song Anran bent down, wanting to draw her knife for a third strike.

Su Ziheng moved back in fear: "Song Anran! I know I lied to you. I don't care if I die, but the child is innocent."

"He deserves to die. His existence is the greatest shame and failure of my life."

Song Anran gripped the knife and stabbed again.

Su Ziheng staggered forward.

He can't die yet; he still has to bring his son back and not let this crazy woman get her way.

Climb the stairs to the hidden exit.

As soon as he opened the door, a familiar figure stood there, looking down at him.

It's Lu Zhiwei!

She really did come back!