"Mi Xiaotao, this time you got lucky! Once he's done using you, you'll be at my mercy!"
Susan glared at Mi Xiaotao with hatred, then turned and left. Even though she felt utterly unwilling, she wouldn't risk a confrontation with that man at this moment.
"Xiaotao, are you okay?"
Wang Xinyuan hurried forward to help Mi Xiaotao up. She shook her head and replied, "I'm fine! Mom, are you alright?"
"I'm okay! I've caught my breath now!"
Mi Xiurong clutched her chest, enduring the stabbing pain. She couldn't tell Mi Xiaotao the truth, unwilling to add to her worries at this time.
"Mom, hang in there. I believe Brother Lu will come to rescue us soon!"
Zhu Moli had been hiding at the side watching. Earlier, she had stared anxiously at the dagger, hoping Susan would stab quickly. Unfortunately, her wishes were thwarted.
She really wanted to rush up and kill Mi Xiaotao, but she was too cowardly to make a reckless move because the voice was too severe.
