"My love for Jia Jia is gone. A part of the story was caused by him. If he had agreed to let Jia Jia marry Zhou Yanjing, so many problems would not have happened." Mei Yanqiu's smile was distorted, with a vicious light flashing in her eyes.
"Unfortunately, he only loves you, he only loves his daughter."
The mountain wind howled, stirring up dust and blowing an icy breath towards me. The corner of Shen Liwu's clothes was blown by the wind, and her hair was messy and stuck to her cheek. Her eyes were still firmly fixed on Mei Yanqiu, with complex emotions surging in her heart - anger, worry, and even pity.
"Mei Yanqiu," she said in a low voice with an imperceptible tremor, "I'm sorry that Jiajia died. But it was an accident, and no one could have predicted it. You put all the blame on me and my dad, which is unfair to me and to my dad."
Mei Yanqiu's eyes suddenly became fierce, and the dagger in her hand pressed down on Wanshan's neck again, and the bloodstain became several inches deeper.
"Fair? Hahahaha... There has never been any fairness in this world! I, Jiajia, am gone, so why are you still able to live well? Why!"
Shen Liwu's heart suddenly tightened. She could clearly see the cold sweat oozing from her father's forehead and hear his suppressed breathing. Her nails dug deep into her palms, the pain allowing her to retain her last bit of sanity.
"If you just want to take revenge on me," Shen Liwu took a step forward, his voice calm but firm, "then come after me and let my dad go. He has nothing to do with this."
Mei Yanqiu's eyes twitched slightly, and she sneered, "Come for you? Do you think I will let you go so easily? No, Shen Liwu, I want you to watch your relatives suffer with your own eyes, just like I watched my Jiajia leave!"
"It's better to kill me than to kill my father. Don't you want me to be buried with Shen Jiajia? I came here to exchange hostages. Don't you want to stab me a few times?" She deliberately provoked her.
Zhou Yanjing clenched his wife's hand. How could she speak like that?
What if Mei Yanqiu really stabbed someone?
"Okay, come here, come here and let me stab you a few times and I'll let your dad go."
Mei Yanqiu walked aside from behind Shen Wanshan.
Shen Liwu took a step without hesitation and walked towards Mei Yanqiu. She walked with firm steps, without the slightest hesitation. Zhou Yanjing wanted to hold her back, but she gently pushed him away. Her eyes were always fixed on Mei Yanqiu with a determined look.
"I'm coming." Shen Liwu's voice was terrifyingly calm, as if the one who was about to face the test of life and death was not her.
The two-meter distance seemed as long as a century to her.
Mei Yanqiu's eyes flickered, as if she had not expected her to be so straightforward.
"Don't you hate me very much?" Shen Liwu stopped a few steps away from Mei Yanqiu and looked directly at her, "Now the opportunity is right in front of you, you can take revenge with your own hands."
Mei Yanqiu's face flickered, and the dagger in her hand swayed slightly in the air.
Suddenly there was a gunshot, and a hole appeared on Mei Yanqiu's forehead.
She then fell backwards off the cliff, and Chen Wanshan was dragged down with him.
"dad!"
Shen Liwu's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body almost instinctively rushed towards the edge of the cliff. She reached out to the side where Shen Wanshan fell and grabbed his clothes.
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