He raised the dagger, about to cut his own throat, but Meiying kicked his arm, sending the dagger flying and clattering to the ground.
Lin Xinlan was stunned, not understanding what had happened.
Rong Shaoze stood up and walked to her side, protecting her. He asked helplessly, "How did you get in here?"
"I..." Her gaze fell on the syringe on the ground, and her pupils contracted sharply, her face turning pale.
"What happened?" she asked nervously, "Is Xiaotian alright?"
"Don't worry, he's perfectly fine," Rong Shaoze quickly reassured her, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief.
She looked at the person subdued by Meiying and guessed, "Did he want to harm Xiaotian?"
"Yes, but he didn't succeed," Rong Shaoze said gently, fearing he might scare her.
Lin Xinlan was still frightened. She quickly took Xiaotian and hugged him tightly to her chest in a completely protective posture.
The waiter knew that falling into Rong Shaoze's hands would not end well.
