WTYTIAAN Chapter 170

Doreen held her breath, truly feeling the cold sensation pressed against the back of her heart. The sharp tip of the knife had already pierced the soft fabric of her clothes, piercing her skin, forcing her to believe the words of the person holding the knife—if she moved again, her heart would be pierced by that dagger. Doreen slowly raised her hands, turning them slowly from side to side, showing that she was harmless. "I have no malice, sir." Yan Yunqing chuckled, the laughter seeming somewhat…