C270 A Fatal Blow

"Why?" Mo Lengqing looked at his stomach, which was stabbed, and his shirt, which was stained with blood, in shock.

A second ago, he had just found out that the young man in front of him was his beloved wife.

Why did Ye Ling stab him with a knife backhanded?

"Mo Lengqing," Ling Ye stopped in his tracks and did not look back. She sneered. "Don't pretend