Yu Ning stared straight at the man with the sinister face.
I said, I have no money.
The man's facial muscles contorted. The more she denied it, the more suspicious he became, and he rushed over to pull off her coat.
Almost exhausted, Yu Ning could not resist the brute force of the adult male. After struggling for a while, her coat was still snatched away, and everything in her pockets was taken out.
The total was twelve yuan in cash, a pack of tissues, and... a pink pig keychain.
"Where's the money? Where's the money!" Yu's father was extremely disappointed to find that he only had this meager amount of money. He clutched the little pig pendant tightly in his large hand, furious. "You're just wasting money on this junk!"
Yu Ning stared at the object in his hand, her heart pounding in her chest, her nails digging deep into her palms. Her voice was stiff: "Give it to me."
"Give it to you? Haha... You're treating a pig like this?"
Mr. Yu sneered with utter contempt.
However, the girl in front of him, with a cold expression, was like a robot executing a program. Her emotions were unusually calm, and there was a sense of disillusionment about to happen. She looked directly into her biological father's eyes and repeated, word by word, "Give it back to me."
"I think you've really gone too far—"
Feeling that he had been contradicted several times, the man angrily raised his hand and slapped the woman across the face!
Despite Yu Ning's timely retreat, she was still slapped on the corner of her lips, leaving a trace of blood, like a plum blossom, on her snow-white lips.
Snap—
Yu Ning turned her head to the side, her dark, lifeless eyes fixed on the corner of the sofa.
The man threw what he was holding away before he made his move.
There, the once adorable crystal pig was now covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and its broken nose was nowhere to be found.
The man who had asserted his paternal authority should have felt relieved after beating his daughter, but as he looked at the silent girl in front of him slowly curving her crimson lips, a hint of hesitation gradually arose in his eyes, in addition to anger and pleasure.
"Oh……"
Yu Ning tilted her head and chuckled softly, her fingers, hidden in her sleeve, still clutching a shard of glass from a wine bottle.
But she doesn't plan to use it now.
As Yu's father looked on in astonishment, Yu Ning raised her face and turned her gaze away without any emotion. "I've really had enough."
Before the man could even process the meaning of those words, he suddenly felt a sharp, excruciating pain shoot through his lower body. "Ouch—"
Yu's father clenched his legs in pain, his expression contorted in agony.
"You son of a bitch..."
But before he could start cursing, Yu Ning, who had just kicked him, rushed into the kitchen. The next second she came out holding a kitchen knife, the smooth, shiny blade reflecting the girl's youthful, cold profile. "What?"
Mr. Yu, who was sitting with his legs clamped together, was speechless and dumbfounded.
Yu Ning approached him step by step, knife in hand. The man was so frightened that he retreated until his back was against the wall. With nowhere left to go, his legs trembled and he slid to the ground.
It wasn't until this moment that Mr. Yu began to doubt in disbelief whether the person in front of him was really his timid and insecure daughter.
Less than half a meter away from him, the girl slowly stopped, knife in hand. Her narrow, downward-looking eyes reflected the image of the cowardly man, his legs trembling with fear. A mocking smile played on her lips.
"Weren't you barking so loudly just now? Why have you stopped barking, you old man?"
"Don't you have any idea why you've broken up with your wife and children? You're a piece of trash who's good for nothing and good for nothing. You're just wasting air by living, and you'd pollute the land if you were buried."
"He takes the money his daughter worked so hard to earn and goes out to squander it. He must have felt no remorse, right? Even if he dies, there's nothing to regret."
Hearing Yu Ning repeatedly utter the word "death" with a smile, Yu's father, who had been trembling, stared with dead fish eyes and shook his head frantically.
No, no, no, he doesn't want to die!
"I don't want to die..."
The girl casually weighed the object in her hand, the glaring metallic glint flashing across her delicate and beautiful face, like a ghost lurking in the dark night.
Yu Ning felt that her mind was in a wonderful state, as if she was on the verge of collapse. All the thoughts in her mind were like a string stretched to its limit, sharp enough to slice anyone who dared to touch it.
She was truly fed up with all the terrible things that had happened throughout the day.
Yu Ning's smile on the knife was gentle and tender, but her words were piercing: "But you'd die without me... I provide you with food, drink, clothing, and shelter, and you live off me. You only have me by your side now, shouldn't you treat me like a god of wealth?"
"What will you do if I leave, Dad? Why don't I take you with me?"
"No, no, no...!"
Damn it, how could he have given birth to a madman!
Mr. Yu shrank back into the corner in terror, "I was wrong, I was wrong..."
Seeing his disgusting, tearful state, Yu Ning's frantic state of mind suddenly began to calm down, replaced by a sense of boredom.
From beginning to end, he didn't even dare to get up and take the knife.
Yu Ning subtly touched the fork tucked into her pocket with her other hand.
The smile on her face gradually faded, and she said coldly:
"Get out of my house right now!"
Upon hearing this, the man, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, scrambled to his feet and rushed toward the door in a panic.
Yu Ning, knife in hand, turned sideways and watched expressionlessly as the man fled in a panic.
We're not afraid he'll run out and call the police.
Even without direct evidence, if he dared to speak, Yu Ning could naturally reveal a series of his shady deeds.
Mr. Yu has always been the best at maximizing benefits and minimizing harm.
After one person escaped, the room suddenly fell silent.
She closed the door, casually placed the knife on the dining table, and silently walked to the sofa.
He bent down and picked up the piglet that was covered in wounds.
The banquet hall of the auction house.
After the celebrity surnamed Mo was "asked" to leave the scene, everyone's eyes eagerly followed in a certain direction.
But to their disappointment, President Huo came and then left.
The difference was that when she left, she took a small dumpling with her.
The temperature was a bit low at night. Chaochao put on the cardigan that her dad handed her, then obediently climbed into the back seat of the car, resting her head on the car window and gazing wistfully at the shimmering lake.
Seeing this, Huo Qin raised his hand to support her head and closed the car window at the same time, saying, "Don't get cold."
No, she's already wearing a lot of layers.
Chaochao looked down at her little dress and cardigan, and suddenly an idea popped into her head.
When Sister Yu Ning left, her clothes were all wet. Wouldn't she be even colder?
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