Xiaoman was a domestic slave of the Feng Residence, harboring an innate fear toward the Feng family members, so the thought of her striking Feng Ying was unimaginable.
She froze, "Miss."
Feng Yun: "Do it!"
Xiaoman nervously looked at the young lady's expression.
She wasn't acting impulsively or on a whim; she was speaking very calmly, without a trace of anger on her face.
Xiaoman clenched her fingers, mustered her courage to step forward, and raised her hand.
"You dare!" Lady Chen hugged her daughter tightly and stepped back, watching Feng Jingteng in disbelief and the servants who were shocked as though in a dream; she screamed shrilly.
"Are you all dead?"
"Feng Jingteng, look at your daughter!"
Lady Chen clenched her teeth fiercely, glaring venomously at the people around her.
"Feng Shi Er Niang is being insubordinate; won't any of you come to teach this disrespectful and unfilial thing a lesson for me..."
A group of servants stepped forward, blocking Xiaoman.