Mingyao curled her numb palms, feeling a pang of regret.

She hit me so hard that half of my face hurt.

Using the pain on her face as an excuse, Mingyao cried uncontrollably.

"Madam Pei, I beg you."

Her body trembled with sobs, and I felt a deep pang of pity for her: "Give me a chance to atone for my sins!"

To make her statement more convincing, Mingyao raised three fingers and swore to the heavens: "I promise that I will take care of Pei Siyu in the best of my ability and will never let him make any mistakes again."

Mingyao's cries attracted a crowd of onlookers who stood outside the ward, curiously observing her.

Wei Ning's face turned ashen.

Mingyao smiled slyly, but only for a moment before hiding it behind her gushing tears.

The more people who come to watch, the better; that's the effect she wants!

Mingyao looked up at Wei Ning, sobbing, and asked, "Madam Pei, can you promise me?"

Pei Zhao's uncles couldn't hold on any longer. If this matter escalated, it would be detrimental to any of them present.

"Sister-in-law, let's go first."

The one who spoke up for Pei Siyu was the third son of the Pei family. He looked down at Ming Yao with disdain in his eyes: "Now that Miss Su has said so, we can rest assured."

The fourth son of the Pei family immediately added, "That's right, sister-in-law. It's not too late for us to come see Pei Siyu after he wakes up."

"Besides, having so many people around will disturb his rest."

Wei Ning clenched his fists, his eyes sharp as knives, as if he wanted to slice two pieces of flesh off Ming Yao's face.