298 Goose Stewed In An Iron Pot (1)

Shi Sui spoke austerely in a raspy voice that was deep and low, but it frightened Qiao Ruo'an. 

For a second, she even thought that Shi Sui would stab her in the chest with that knife. 

However, in just a second, he calmly turned the knife away before tossing it far away casually. 

Clang... 

The fruit knife fell to the ground.

Qiao Ruo'an's cellphone fell onto the ground as well with the camera lens facing downwards. Thus, the screen of the netizens watching the live-stream turned pitch-black and numerous comments popped up. 

—— [Ahh, did Shi Sui get stabbed?]

—— [I have only three words for these stupid obsessive stalker fans: go to hell!] 

—— [Shi Sui, please be alright! *cries out loud*]

—— [What's wrong with this woman? Is it funny to threaten others using her own life?]

…

Shi Sui's voice was rather soft when he said those words so no one except Qiao Ruo'an heard him.