After comforting Fang Biying, Mr. Fang sent her into the room and turned to leave.
At this moment, Liu Si was staring at the knife in his hand in a daze, his eyes filled with resentment and fear. He said in a gloomy tone: "A Lang, this day next year will be your death anniversary. Don't blame me, Liu Si, for being cruel and ruthless. I shouldn't have saved your life in the first place."
He tightened his grip on the knife, then put it into his pocket. As he walked out of the door, he was suddenly punched back.
"Liu Si, you bastard." When Liu Si came to his senses, he saw that Fang Dangjia was punching him again.
Fortunately, he was agile and managed to dodge the punch: "Master Fang, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing? I also want to ask you what you want to do? You have ruined my good daughter like this. Today, I will never let you go." Mr. Fang roared at him with his eyes wide open.
Liu Si grabbed his arm tightly and said, "Master Fang, listen to me. I, Liu Si, really love Biying sincerely. And it was not me who ruined Biying, but Alang."
"Bah! First you shamelessly raped my daughter, and then you beat her like this. You are worse than a beast." Mr. Fang spitted all over his face, looking as if he wouldn't feel relieved even if he killed him.
"I'm worse than a beast? Compared to Alang, I'm afraid I'm still far behind. The person who really made Biying sad and upset was Alang. The injury on her face was also caused by Alang. If she didn't secretly run to see Alang, how could I, Liu Si, have the heart to hit her?" Liu Si widened his eyes and began to refute.
"Liu Si, I'm telling you solemnly today, you're dreaming if you want me to marry my daughter to you. Even if I have to support her for the rest of her life, I will never allow her to marry a bastard like you." Mr. Fang was so angry that his hands were shaking.
Liu Si cast a sharp gaze at him, a sneer on his lips: "It's a pity that Biying is mine now. If I, Liu Si, don't want her, no other man will want her. Mr. Fang, you are old now. I advise you to worry less and stop getting involved in Biying and me. After we get married, you will still be the head of the troupe, and I, Liu Si, will be a good son-in-law and accompany you to enjoy your old age together. But if you insist on refusing my toast and drinking the penalty wine, don't blame me, Liu Si, for turning my back on you."
Fang's breathing became rapid, and he cast a look of disgust at him. His face turned red with anger, and he spoke incoherently: "You...you..."
"I have something to go out for now. I don't have time to waste words with you here." Liu Si slowly let go of his arm and said.
"Liu Si, you joined the opera troupe when you were a teenager. I brought you up and taught you the skills of singing. Now that you have grown up, is this how you repay me? Aren't you afraid of retribution?" Mr. Fang pointed at his back and called out.
"Retribution? The one who will suffer the retribution is Alang, right?" After the words fell, Liu Si turned around and left without looking back.
Fang Dangjia stared at his receding figure, his fists tightening more and more. He said to his back in a chilling tone, "Liu Si, you bastard! You're just dreaming about marrying my daughter."
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