"Young Madam, be careful!"
Nanny Wang shouted loudly.
In the blink of an eye, Nan Yu’s left hand grabbed ng Yi’s hand and, with a flip, twisted it until the bones cracked.
Snap.
The sharp dagger fell to the ground, emitting a crisp sound.
"Ah!"
ng Yi scread piercingly.
anwhile, Qi Ming, leading a middle-aged man in his fifties, quickly walked in from outside.
Upon seeing this scene, the middle-aged man imdiately burst out in anger.
"ng Yi, did I teach you to do such foolish things for that married man?"
Hearing this familiar voice, ng Yi struggled to turn her head and saw the fierce man at the door.
Her face turned pale, and she trembled uncontrollably, forgetting even the pain, "Dad, I..."
Upon seeing this, Nan Yu released her hold on her.
Just as she was about to speak, the middle-aged man stord up to ng Yi in two strides, unable to contain his rage.
Snap!
The next second, the clear sound of a slap rang out.
ng Yi’s face instantly swelled from the slap.
She then looked up at her father with tears streaming down her face.
"Dad, Luo Ji had already promised to divorce that dead woman and marry , but now, because of Nan Yu, Luo Ji is dead, your future son-in-law is dead. Is it wrong for to seek revenge?"
She, trembling, pointed at Nan Yu, raising her voice defiantly, "Dad, why don’t you hit her to avenge Luo Ji? Why are you hitting instead?"
ng Fu was so angry that he slapped her again.
"ng Yi, I thought you were just playing around with Luo Ji, yet you took it seriously. Even a dog wouldn’t touch that scum, and yet you tried to harm Young Madam Huo for him. You’re insane!"
He glanced at Nan Yu standing aside, then grabbed ng Yi by the neck and pushed her in front of Nan Yu.
"Apologize to Young Madam Huo right now!"
The burning pain on ng Yi’s face was humiliating, a look of hatred etched across her features while tears rolled in her eyes.
Looking up at the towering Nan Yu, her eyes red, teeth fiercely clenched, she was like a vengeful spirit from Hell, harboring endless curses.
"Even if you beat to death, I won’t apologize to this murderer!"
She cried out exhaustively.
ng Fu’s vision darkened, and he quickly covered her mouth to stop her from speaking.
He then lowered his head towards Nan Yu, his voice filled with regret.
"Young Madam, I’m sorry, I failed to discipline my daughter properly, raising her to be this way, leading her to cause trouble in front of you today."
"I’ve heard about Luo Ji’s incident, and I believe that you certainly didn’t do it. Today, I apologize on behalf of ng Yi. Consider her young age and impulsive love, please forgive her reckless behavior today."
Nan Yu observed ng Fu, who unlike the rumored nouveau riche, had no trace of vulgarity, speaking with a sense of decency.
"Mr. ng, since you put it that way, and considering I’m alright, let’s not dwell on this matter."
ng Fu breathed a sigh of relief.
"However," Nan Yu spoke again.
ng Fu’s heart instantly leapt to his throat as he anxiously looked at Nan Yu.
Nan Yu lowered her eyelids, her gaze indifferent as she looked at ng Yi, "This ti, I can barely forgive her, but if there is a next ti, it won’t be so simple."
ng Fu looked up to et Nan Yu’s stern expression, feeling an imnse pressure looming over him, and a trace of fear erged within him.
For all his years dominating the business scene, it was the first ti he felt this way towards soone in their twenties.
He quickly pressed down on ng Yi’s head, tightly covering her mouth, and wore a pleading smile towards Nan Yu.
"Young Madam, I assure you, this was the last ti, it will absolutely not happen again!"
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