"What if I don't let go? What can you do to me?"

Ye Ningwan whispered a reminder in Fang Yuetang's ear.

"Fang Yuetang, don't forget what time it is now. You should know Pei Fengzhi's position in the old man's heart. Even if I kill you right here, the old man will probably suppress the matter in order to clear Pei Fengzhi's name."

Fang Yuetang opened her mouth.

"No...impossible!"

Her voice suddenly rose in pitch, becoming a sharp, explosive blast.

Although Fang Yuetang said those words, the fear in her eyes was undeniable.

"You are...you are...the one who scared me..."

Indeed, Ye Ningwan was just trying to scare Fang Yuetang.

But she smiled and whispered in Fang Yuetang's ear.

"You don't believe me? Then you can try it!"

As she spoke, the fingers gripping Fang Yuetang's neck suddenly pressed down, increasing the force.

Fang Yuetang's eyes widened, her pupils contracted sharply, and she opened her mouth wide, trying to breathe, but she couldn't catch her breath for a long time.

A tear rolled down her cheek.

She couldn't utter a single word. She tried to pry Ye Ningwan's hands off her neck and break free, but it was all in vain.

She's dying...

Fang Yuetang couldn't help but feel regretful.

Why did she have to provoke this female demon? If she hadn't come, she might not have died here so quietly. If she had died, would her mother have avenged her? Would her grandfather have avenged her?

Grandpa would never do that. He only likes Ninth Uncle, and he will definitely protect Ye Ningwan!

Just when Fang Yuetang was in utter despair, the hand that was gripping her neck suddenly loosened its grip.

Ye Ningwan stepped back a few paces, coldly glaring at Fang Yuetang, who had slid to the ground, clutching her throat and coughing desperately.

"Cough cough cough..."

Fang Yuetang sat on the ground, curled up in a small ball, tears streaming down her face, her face a mess, looking quite disheveled.

Fang Yuetang's mind was blank, except for a flash of white light.

Was she saved?

She came back to life?

But why did Ye Ningwan suddenly let him go? Was she afraid? Did she not dare to kill him?

A fleeting emotion flashed through Fang Yuetang's mind, and that feeling of triumph rose again, her pride surfacing. She coughed, her voice hoarse as she tried to say something, when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

Butler Wang's voice rang out from outside.

"Ninth Madam, the old master sent me to bring you breakfast."

Ye Ningwan took off her bathrobe.

Fang Yuetang, who was sitting on the ground, looked up and saw Ye Ningwan shamelessly taking off her clothes. Her eyes widened immediately, but when she saw Ye Ningwan's almost perfect figure, she couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of jealousy and shame.

“You… Ye Ningwan… you…”

Fang Yuetang pointed at Ye Ningwan, her voice hoarse, and accused her fiercely.

But the words stuck in his throat for a long time, and he could only grit his teeth and utter a few words.

"Shameless!"

Ye Ningwan changed her clothes, glanced at Fang Yuetang with a cool look in her eyes, and found it really funny.

It's said that all sorts of sordid things happen in these wealthy families, some even crossing ethical and moral boundaries, yet everyone takes it for granted. But she was just taking off her clothes, so how could she be considered "shameless"?

Ye Ningwan asked Fang Yuetang with amusement.

"What? Are you jealous of my figure?"

Fang Yuetang was so angry at Ye Ningwan's words that she almost fainted.

She opened her mouth wide and finally managed to catch her breath.

Butler Wang, who had been waiting outside for a long time, knocked on the door anxiously.

"Ninth Madam?"

But there was still no response from the bedroom.

Butler Wang wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, wondering if Ye Ningwan had secretly run away because she didn't want to agree to Old Master Pei's request.

The thought that although this Ninth Madam seemed obedient on the surface, she had never suffered a loss and was incredibly shrewd inside made Steward Wang feel that his guess might be true.

Seeing that the other side was already preparing for the press conference, if the people attending the press conference on this side were gone, Old Master Pei would definitely tear him apart.

Just as Butler Wang was hesitating about whether to force his way into the bedroom, Ye Ningwan's voice finally came from inside.

"Come in."

Butler Wang breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away his sweat again.

Thank goodness... thank goodness...

Butler Wang stood at the door for a moment, and only after he had composed himself did he cautiously push the door open and go in.

When they saw that not only was Ye Ningwan standing in the room, but Fang Yuetang was also sitting on the floor.

Butler Wang was stunned and couldn't react for a moment. He opened his mouth and asked blankly.

"What are you doing here, Miss?"

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Fang Yuetang didn't know what to say for a moment. She wanted to complain, but after glancing at Ye Ningwan, she didn't dare to.

Fang Yuetang glanced at him, and Butler Wang also looked at Ye Ningwan.

Ye Ningwan's eyes were clear and innocent as she smiled gently and quietly.

"Miss, you've come to the wrong room. You've just barged into my room so abruptly."

"She has low blood sugar and suddenly fainted. Butler Wang, why don't you have someone take her away?"

Butler Wang was quite helpless at Ye Ningwan's serious nonsense, and felt even more that Ye Ningwan was no simple woman.

As for Fang Yuetang on the ground, her face was deathly pale, and she couldn't utter a single word, let alone dare to make a sound.

After waiting for a while, and seeing that Fang Yuetang had no objections, Steward Wang had someone help Fang Yuetang up and take her away.

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