The Devil's Law: Pampering the Revengeful Girl

Nuanli patted her face, opened the bathroom door to tidy herself up, opened the bedroom door and went downstairs. She looked at her stepmother sitting on the sofa and respectfully said, "Mother."

"Yes, go ahead..." The Queen nodded gently, her face full of affection, and watched her two daughters leave the palace.

A short while later, he picked up the phone: "Are you ready?"

"Everything's ready, just waiting for your call," the man inside said eagerly.

The queen's lips curled into a vicious smile as she instructed into the phone, "Make sure you get it done perfectly. You'll be rewarded handsomely. Remember to do as I say."

"I hope you keep your word," the man said before hanging up the phone.

He ordered his men behind him, "Make sure you catch the girl in the photo, or I'll cripple your arms."

"Yes." The underlings responded and followed the man out of the dark room.

After hanging up the phone, the Queen stood up and looked at her boundless home. Her smile grew wider and wider. From now on, she would be the only mistress of this place.

【Weijia】

Wei Yihan was entertaining reporters and guests when a super dazzling Bugatti drove into the gate with great fanfare. Its bright blue and silver-gray body attracted the attention of the reporters, and all of them stood up. Whoosh! The car stopped in front of Wei Yihan's door. Then, three more luxury cars quickly drove in and parked next to the Bugatti.

Wei Yihan stood gentlemanly beside the car and elegantly opened the door. A simply dressed girl stepped out of the car, and the reporter immediately grabbed his camera.

The photographers snapped photos of the girl, who frowned slightly. Three luxury cars pulled out behind her, and a group of men in black surrounded the reporter. Wei Yihan, holding Nuanli's hand, led her inside.

The reporter persisted, asking, "Princess, I heard you and the young master of the Wei family were betrothed since childhood, is that true...?"

"Princess, I've heard that the King has an illegitimate daughter, is that true...?"

A group of reporters kept asking questions to the eleven-year-old Nuanli. When she heard the last question, Nuanli's body trembled involuntarily. Wei Yihan noticed it and smiled calmly at the reporters, saying, "If you're here to congratulate me, please step aside. Otherwise, I'll have my bodyguards escort you out."

As soon as Wei Yihan finished speaking, all the reporters' cameras were snatched away by the men in black who had followed them. Nuanqin, sitting in the car, just watched all of this coldly. She was used to her sister being in the spotlight, while she could only get out of the car after the reporters and the crowd had dispersed.

"Li'er, are you alright...?" Wei Yihan asked with concern.

Nuanli shook her head: "I'm used to it. Who made my father the ruler of all of Asia?" Who made her the emperor's daughter? Nothing could change that.