If his boss or the Mu family found out, he probably wouldn't have enough lives to survive!
The steward slapped himself hard several times, then knelt down in front of the little boy, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Miss Mu, I was blind and didn't recognize you. I didn't know you were my boss's sister. It's like the flood washed away the Dragon King's temple; we're family now, but we don't recognize each other!"
Fan Hai raised his hand and slapped the steward across the mouth.
The steward realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly slapped himself in the face.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You are of noble status, how could you possibly be related to me?"
“I deserve to die. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have cursed you. Please, Miss Mu, have mercy on me.”
Hei Dazhuang, who was standing to the side, realized the identity of the little girl in front of him after hearing what the manager said.
He never expected that the little girl who was alone just now was actually the young lady of the Mu family.
Otherwise, even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to do what he did just now.
Hei Dazhuang, trembling, knelt down like the manager, ignoring his still aching head, and kowtowed repeatedly to the little dumpling.
Fan Hai squatted down and said to the little dumpling:
“Young master, just say you won’t let them off the hook, and I’ll take care of the rest.”
Fan Hai didn't believe that these two guys could be forgiven simply by kowtowing a few times and saying a few words of apology.
He was a bodyguard and knew all too well that one should not trust crocodile tears.
The little girl looked at the two people kowtowing to her and awkwardly moved closer to Fan Hai.
She hated those two guys; they had just bullied her like that, and she had no intention of forgiving them.
Seeing that both of their heads were bleeding, the little dumpling didn't know what to do with them.
Mu Ran stood to the side, feeling a pang of pity for the two of them. She tried to persuade the little dumpling:
"Princess, why don't we forgive them? After all, they know they were wrong. Look, their heads are bleeding."
Fan Hai didn't even look at Mu Ran, and said with dissatisfaction, "Do you think they are sincere? They are only apologizing now because they know the young master's identity."
"If this happened to children from ordinary families, would they still admit their mistake?"
Mu Ran was speechless after Fan Hai's words, so she could only shut her mouth and stand aside.
The little dumpling pursed her lips, feeling hesitant.
Fan Hai was worried that she would get tired of standing, so he propped one leg up and let her sit on his lap.
Hei Dazhuang and the steward looked timidly at Fan Hai. Miss Mu had such a ruthless bodyguard. If she really didn't forgive them, this man might actually kill them.
The steward's eyes lit up, and he decided to try a different approach. He cried and sobbed, saying:
“Miss Mu, I have several young children at home. If they don’t live to see me return, there will be no one to take care of them, and they will probably starve to death.”
Fan Hai looked coldly at the steward, thinking to himself, "What a cunning old fox!"
Fan Hai: "Don't worry, we will give your family some money and take good care of them."
The servants and stewards were speechless for a moment.
The little girl didn't know what to do, but just then she saw soldiers rushing over from not far away.
She clapped her hands happily and said to the two people in front of her, "The government officials are here. Let them decide what punishment you deserve."
The steward and Hei Dazhuang completely lost hope.
Fan Hai explained the whole story to the officials, and the steward and Hei Dazhuang were immediately taken away.
Fan Hai picked up the little dumpling and hurried back to the Mu family with Mu Ran.
When they return.
The entire Mu family was in chaos.
General Mu's beloved daughter disappeared in his study, and the servants searched the surrounding area but could not find her, which greatly frightened the Mu family.
Mu Tingzheng summoned almost all his servants and guards to conduct a thorough search of the entire Mu family compound.
When Fan Hai returned carrying the little dumpling, Mu Ting and the old Marquis were stamping their feet in anxiety.
The old Marquis was furious with Mu Tingzheng and roared:
"It's all your fault. You, as her father, don't care about her. You locked her up to write articles."
"Can such a young child withstand such a challenge? She definitely couldn't take it and sneaked out."
"What if I bump into something and fall, what if I accidentally fall into the water, what if I encounter robbers or human traffickers..."
The old marquis became increasingly frightened as he thought about it, and his voice trembled.
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