"Young Madam, be careful!"
Nanny Wang shouted loudly.
In the blink of an eye, Nan Yu's left hand grabbed Meng 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!"
Meng Yi screamed piercingly.
Meanwhile, Qi Ming, leading a middle-aged man in his fifties, quickly walked in from outside.
Upon seeing this scene, the middle-aged man immediately burst out in anger.
"Meng Yi, did I teach you to do such foolish things for that married man?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Meng 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 stormed up to Meng Yi in two strides, unable to contain his rage.
Snap!
The next second, the clear sound of a slap rang out.