lips as pain shot through her. A fruit knife was pressed against her throat.The old man stood beside the pile of miscellaneous goods, pulled out a fruit knife from his pocket, and held it to Lin Jinya...en blocking his way for so long. 。"Oh, dear, I didn't mean to..." 。“Another voice came from the passenger seat, a woman’s.” 。She softly soothed the agitated man, leaned over to look at Lin Jinran, and...