Chapter 1116: Miscarriage?

"Aren’t you going yet?!"

Ding Yang pressed the knife against her armpit to hasten her.

Even though there was clothing between, the jab still caused a stinging sensation, making Song Yinyin instinctively furrow her brow.

She had no choice but to steel herself and walk outside.

The corridor outside was empty, without a single passerby.

Song Yinyin’s sly black eyes darted around, and she instinctively looked up at the ceiling.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

There was a camera perfectly positioned at the end of the hallway!

Would the hotel’s security realize she’s in danger?

"Why are you dawdling? You’re so damn slow! Move faster!" A big hand behind her shoved her again, making her stagger and nearly fall to the ground.

Fortunately, she instinctively supported herself with the wall, stabilizing her posture.

Ding Yang urged again from behind, "Where’s your phone? Where exactly is it?"

Song Yinyin pursed her lips and pointed to a trash can in the corner ahead, saying, "There, it should be in there."

"Are you sure it’s this trash can?" Ding Yang squinted his hawk-like eyes at her, the sharp and cold gaze seemingly piercing through her.

In reality, she had pointed randomly; the trash can where she actually threw her phone was not here.

She feigned confusion, "I ran too fast earlier and didn’t remember clearly, it should... roughly be here."

Ding Yang, being smart, was irritated by her ambiguous response and barked, "Are you fucking trying to fool me? Believe it or not, I’ll slash your face twice!"

As he spoke, he brandished the knife in front of her.

Song Yinyin was frightened and turned pale, instinctively raising her hand to shield her face.

At that moment, voices came from not far away, sounding somewhat familiar.

"Hello, did you see a woman about this height, with long hair and sweet looks?"

Song Yinyin froze momentarily, immediately recognizing that the person wasn’t anyone else but her husband, Lu Jihan!

In the next instant, she cried out without thinking, "Jinhan! I’m over here!"

"Yinyin!"

Ding Yang, seeing someone approaching and realizing that person was Lu Jihan, panicked.

In a fit of rage and panic, he grabbed Song Yinyin’s hair and yelled, "Damn it, you bitch, you actually called someone over, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, his crotch was suddenly struck heavily.

Song Yinyin had used all her strength, kicking hard between Ding Yang’s legs, making him turn ashen and bend over, collapsing to the ground.

Seeing the situation, Song Yinyin immediately turned to flee.

Unexpectedly, Ding Yang wasn’t willing to give up, reaching out to grab her trouser leg.

Unaware of his move, Song Yinyin was caught, causing her to lose balance and fall, landing on her abdomen.

Simultaneously, Ding Yang raised the knife high, aiming to stab Song Yinyin, shouting:

"You bitch! Go to hell!"

Unfortunately, just as he shouted, his wrist was kicked, causing him to shudder in pain and drop the knife.

Coincidentally, the knife fell right between Ding Yang’s legs.

"Ah—"

With a cry, Ding Yang fainted from the pain.

Lu Jihan didn’t bother to glance at Ding Yang, quickly stepping to Song Yinyin’s side to help her up, "Yinyin, are you okay?"

She shook her head, pointed to another trash can, and urgently said, "Quick! Jinhan, my phone is in that trash can, there is evidence in the phone!"

As she finished speaking, a sharp pain came from her abdomen, accompanied by a wet sensation, and then her vision went black...