Mu Shaoqian suddenly burst into laughter.
Mu Qianshui's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her eyes to see Mu Shaoqian's hateful gaze piercing through her.
"What's wrong? Planning to use someone else to do your dirty work again?"
He sneered coldly, saying this as he picked up a fruit knife from the coffee table.
"Why don't I lend this knife to you this time? You can use it to take care of Yan Xinxin. After all, you keep claiming you didn't see Yuan falling into the water back then. I imagine you must hate her to death by now, right? In that case, you're the perfect person to finish her off!"
What!
Mu Qianshui stared at the knife Mu Shaoqian held out to her, utterly dumbfounded!
"Shaoqian, what are you doing!"
Ning Zitong reached out, snatching the knife from his hand and tossing it back onto the coffee table.
"Hurting someone is against the law!"
"Hurting someone? Isn't getting rid of Yan Xinxin what we're talking about here?"
"You're crazy!"
