She's come clean; the fake heiress has a ton of aliases.

Chapter 80 The last time

"Young Madam, be careful!"

Wang Ma shouted.

In a flash, Nan Yu grabbed Meng Yi's hand with her left hand, twisted it, and cracked her bones.

Snapped.

The sharp knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"what!"

Meng Yi burst into a scream.

At the same time, Qi Ming led a middle-aged man in his fifties into the room quickly.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately erupted in a furious shout.

"Meng Yi, is this how I taught you? To make you do such a stupid thing for that married man?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Meng Yi turned around with difficulty and saw a menacing man at the door.

Her face was pale, she was so frightened that she forgot even the pain, and her body trembled uncontrollably. "Dad, I..."

Seeing this, Nan Yu loosened her restraints.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw the middle-aged man take two steps at a time, and angrily approach Meng Yi.

Snapped!
The next second, a crisp slap rang out.

Meng Yi's face was instantly swollen from the slap.

Then she looked at her father with tears in her eyes.

“Dad, Luo Ji had already promised to divorce that damned woman and marry me. Now, because of Nan Yu, Luo Ji is dead. Your future son-in-law is dead. Is it wrong for me to seek revenge?”

Her finger trembled as she pointed at Nan Yu, and she questioned loudly, "Dad, why didn't you hit her to avenge Luo Ji? Why did you hit me?"

Enraged, Meng Fu slapped her again.

"Meng Yi, I thought you were just playing around with Luo Ji, but you took it to heart. That scumbag wouldn't even be eaten by a dog, yet you went and hurt Mrs. Huo for him. You're insane!"

He glanced at Nan Yu standing to the side, grabbed Meng Yi by the back of the neck, and forced her in front of Nan Yu. "Quickly apologize to Mrs. Huo!"

Meng Yi's face stung with pain, her humiliated expression filled with hatred, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She looked up at Nan Yu high above, her eyes red, her teeth clenched, like a demon from hell, harboring endless curses.

"Even if you beat me to death, I will never apologize to that murderer!"

hoarse.

Meng Fu's vision went black, and he quickly covered her mouth to prevent her from speaking.

Then he lowered his head to Nan Yu, his voice full of apology.

"Young Madam, I'm sorry. It's my fault for not disciplining my daughter properly, which has led her to cause trouble in front of you today."

“I’ve heard about Luo Ji’s matter. I believe you didn’t do it. Today I apologize to you on behalf of Xiao Yi. Please forgive her for being young and impulsive. Adults don’t hold grudges against children. Please forgive her reckless behavior today.”

Nan Yu observed that Meng Fu was different from the rumored nouveau riche; he had no trace of money-grubbing about him and spoke with propriety.

"Mr. Meng, since you say so, and I'm fine, then let's not dwell on this matter."

Meng Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

“However,” Nan Yu spoke again.

Meng Fu's heart jumped into his throat again, and he looked nervously at Nan Yu.

Nan Yu lowered her eyes and looked at Meng Yi indifferently, "I can barely forgive her this time, but if there is a next time, it won't be so simple."

When Meng Fu looked up and met Nan Yu's unsmiling expression, an immense pressure emanated from above, and a sense of fear rose in his heart.

Having navigated the business world for so many years, this was the first time he had ever felt this way towards a junior in his twenties.

He quickly pressed Meng Yi's head down, tightly covering her mouth, and put on a fawning smile for Nan Yu.

"Young Madam, I promise you, this is the last time, there will absolutely be no next time!"

(End of this chapter)