They dared not take a step forward.

He knew.

Lu Zhiwei already knows everything.

Clever as she is, the truth will always come out.

Lu Zhiwei looked up and saw Luo Xiu standing not far away.

He gripped the utility knife tightly and walked step by step toward Luo Xiu.

The bodyguards and assistants behind Luo Xiu all drew their pistols, wanting to protect him.

Luo Xiu swept a glance over them, ordering them all to put down their guns and step back.

Lu Zhiwei quickened her pace.

Without even thinking, she plunged the utility knife into his chest.

Blood splattered all over Lu Zhiwei's face.

Luo Xiu clutched his chest and groaned in pain, a guilty smile still lingering on his pale face.

"Does that make you feel better?"

"That's far from enough. I'm going to kill you, Luo Xiu. I'm going to kill you." Lu Zhiwei's eyes, filled with hatred, were bloodshot.

She pulled out the utility knife, wanting to do it again.

Luo Xiu straightened his chest: "Go ahead and kill me, as long as it makes you feel better. It was my mistake, and I'll make it up to you with my life."

"Ha, death is too good for you."

Lu Zhiwei threw away the utility knife in her hand and turned to leave.

Luo Xiu couldn't guess what she was planning to do next.

He hurried to catch up with her.

Eisen stepped forward to support the swaying Luo Xiu: "President Luo, you need to go back and treat your wounds, otherwise you will die."

"Leave me alone."

Luo Xiu pushed Eisen aside and went straight after Lu Zhiwei.

Lu Zhiwei drove away from the hospital.

Luo Xiu sent Eisen to drive him and follow.

He was afraid that Lu Zhiwei would become depressed and do something foolish that would harm her.