Ye Ningwan chuckled, picked up the lemon tea in front of her, thought for a moment and put it down, then turned her gaze to the small vase of flowers in front of her.

She plucked the fiery red rose from the vase, and the confident laughter of that young man echoed in her ears once more.

"Miss seems quite pleased with me. Is she planning to give me this rose?"

As the young man spoke, he reached out to take the roses from Ye Ningwan's hand.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Ningwan grabbed the vase and splashed the water from the flowers inside onto the young man's face.

"If you're not thinking clearly, take a piss to sober up. Don't run around like a dog in heat. Aren't you afraid of being led into a dog meat restaurant and slaughtered for meat?"

The young man was suddenly doused with cold water and immediately flew into a rage.

He wiped his face, slammed his hand on the table, and stood up angrily.

"You shameless woman, don't push your luck. It's your good fortune that I've taken a liking to you. If you don't want it, hehe, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Before the young master could finish speaking, Ye Ningwan stood up, slapped him across the face, and slammed him onto the table.

The other party was still shouting and cursing.

"Damn it, you dare hit me? Do you know who I am? I'll scare you to death if I tell you!"

"So noisy!"

Ye Ningwan coldly uttered two words.

She grabbed the steak knife from the table and stabbed it viciously into the young man's face.

"Ah—No!!! Help!"

The young man's shrill screams echoed throughout the yacht club, drawing the attention of almost everyone. Even the club manager rushed over, hesitating whether to stop Ye Ningwan.

Just then, a man in a black suit walked over and whispered a few words in the manager's ear.

Upon hearing this, the manager subconsciously glanced towards the second floor of the yacht club.

In a private room on the second floor, facing the deck, stood a tall, aloof man in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the scene with great interest.

That place is a private box reserved for the top VIPs of the yacht club; anyone who can stand inside must be of extraordinary status.

The manager met the cold, sharp eyes of the man at the window, and suddenly felt as if he had met the eyes of a lone wolf. He couldn't help but shudder, lowered his head trembling, and dared not look at him again.

The manager immediately nodded and bowed to the visitor, politely seeing him off.

After that, he naturally ignored Ye Ningwan's actions and waved away the waiters who came up to him.

"Stop crowding around here, everyone go do your own thing! Don't stand here like wooden blocks!"

Since the manager of the yacht club was not taking care of it, the staff below naturally wouldn't interfere, and they all scattered.

As for the young ladies and gentlemen, they naturally just wanted to watch the show; who would bother with such trivial matters?

No one noticed that, apart from the top-tier VIP room on the second floor, there was another place where a pair of smiling eyes were watching the show with great interest while sipping red wine.

On the deck, gusts of sea breeze tossed Ye Ningwan's slightly curly long hair, causing the young master under her command to tremble all over.

The steak knife in Ye Ningwan's hand was stuck three inches deep into the wooden table, right next to his cheek, which showed just how strong Ye Ningwan was.

The young master's screams came one after another, like a chicken being pinned to the ground and screaming incessantly.

He was yelling and shouting incoherently, and even at this point he still had the energy to continue arguing with Ye Ningwan.

"You bitch, I'm warning you, if you dare lay a finger on a hair on my head, my whole family will never let you get away with this! They'll tear you to pieces and throw you into the bottom of the Pacific Ocean to feed the sharks!!!"

"Let me tell you, my dad is..."

Before the young man could finish speaking, Ye Ningwan forcefully pulled out the steak knife and gently patted his ear.

The cold steak knife grazed behind the man's ear, sliding up and down along the carotid artery on the side of his neck. A cold, menacing smile emanated from the man, and a sinister voice rang in his ear.

"Let's talk this out calmly, instead of yelling."

The young master's angry shouts vanished instantly.

He swallowed hard and managed to utter a few words with difficulty.

"You...you wouldn't dare kill me! This...here..."

Ye Ningwan sneered and glanced around.

"With so many people here, do you think anyone's going to come up and help you? You're not really naive enough to think anyone's going to help you, are you? They just want to see you make a fool of yourself, kid!"

The young master shuddered slightly; he trembled, but his mouth remained stubbornly open.

"Woman! I will never let you get away with this! You wait, just wait for me..."

Before he could finish speaking, a deep gash was slashed across his face by a steak knife.

"ah--"

The glaring drops of blood fell, resembling blooming crimson plum blossoms on the pristine white tablecloth.

Ye Ningwan's voice grew increasingly gentle and tender, whispering sweet nothings into the young man's ear, as if she were speaking love words.

"While I can't kill you outright, I can afford to pay for cutting off an ear or a finger. If I just slash your face and make sure you can never leave your house again, I won't even face much legal responsibility!"

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