Before Pei Fengzhi could resist, his collar had already been loosened, revealing a large expanse of dazzling muscle beneath his collarbone.
Ye Ningwan leaned closer to take a closer look and finally noticed something was wrong.
"How could... the wound be so shallow?"
But the amount of bleeding Pei Fengzhi just now didn't seem quite right.
Pei Fengzhi sighed helplessly, the tips of her ears turning slightly red, and said gently to Ye Ningwan.
"It seems you really care about me."
As he spoke, he finally released his grip on the fruit knife stuck in his chest.
Pei Fengzhi's palm was covered in blood, and the fruit knife, broken into pieces, was held in his hand. With his movements, the broken pieces, stained with bright red blood, clattered and clattered all over the ground.
Ye Ningwan looked at the wound on his palm, which was almost severed, and her face turned extremely ugly.
Pei Fengzhi looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.
She glared at Pei Fengzhi with some anger, unsure whether it was because he had deliberately deceived her or because of Pei Fengzhi's hand revealing bare white bones.
At that moment, the family doctor rushed over and snatched Pei Fengzhi's badly injured hand from Ye Ningwan's grasp.
"Ninth Madam, let me do it."
Ye Ningwan immediately gave up her seat.
But it was precisely at this time that...
Aunt Li, who was being held down on the ground, started laughing wildly while coughing.
"Hahaha, Ye Ningwan, do you think that just because Pei Fengzhi isn't dead, this matter has nothing to do with you?"
"With Pei Fengzhi's right hand injured like this, he probably won't be able to hold a pen for the rest of his life!"
"Listen up, you members of the Pei family! This is all because of Ye Ningwan, because I hate her!"
A commotion immediately broke out in the front hall.
Many people were eyeing Ye Ningwan with hostility. If looks could kill, Ye Ningwan would probably be riddled with holes by now.
Ye Ningwan frowned.
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