The VIP private room was opened, and Jin in black mink shawl came in with two subordinates. Meanwhile, Xia Nuan found a blade from the drawer. She put it on her wrist and stubbornly looked at those who broke into the room.
When Jin saw it, her smiling face was full of fear, "What are you doing? Put the blade down!"
The two subordinates behind her stepped forward and tried to approach Xia Nuan to take the blade from her hand as soon as possible. Xia Nuan realized their intention immediately. With the blade pressed, her wrist suddenly overflowed with blood.
"Back off!" Xia Nuan raised her voice, repulsing the two subordinates of Jin.
With tense nerves, Jin frowned and persuaded Xia Nuan softly, "Well, I will not ask them to get close to you. Put the blade down, or you will kill yourself!
