Lan Mu let out a sigh of relief, feeling both proud and guilty as he worried about his future in-laws.
"Ah, Nan Jing, Yun Zhi Yue is just scared. She’s not usually like this. You know how she is with you, Childhood Sweethearts; she can be a bit temperamental, but she’s still gentle," he explained.
Just as Nan Jing was about to respond, Yun Zhi Yue stirred up trouble again on the screen.
Playing with the gun in her hand, she taunted, "Are you still clear-headed? Do you need another hit?"
"Who gave you the gun? Who helped you tie up Zhou Yu? Who told you to use Zhou Yu to threaten me?" Zhou Yuan's mind was foggy, but his eyes were filled with sarcasm. "Yun Zhi Yue, aren’t you tough? Go ahead and kill me; I won’t say a word!"
Yun Zhi Yue nodded, "Alright, if we’re not talking, let’s play a game."
She didn’t use the gun to threaten him; instead, she stood up and placed Zhou Yu down but didn’t untie him. Under Zhou Yu's confused gaze, she pushed him against a pillar and re-tied him securely.
Then she wandered around the room, picked up a rough wooden stick, and forcibly removed Zhou Yuan's jacket to wrap it around the stick for grip, preventing splinters from pricking her hands.
Zhou Yuan lay on the ground, bewildered. "What are you doing?"
Yun Zhi Yue toyed with the stick and smiled sweetly. "You hate Zhou Yu, right? I’ve been holding back my anger for a long time. Isn’t this the perfect opportunity for us to vent together?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the stick came down mercilessly on Zhou Yu's stomach. He let out a muffled groan and glared at Yun Zhi Yue.
Zhou Yuan’s eyes widened in shock. "You crazy woman! Yun Zhi Yue, you’re not normal!"
"Stop shouting! I’m helping you vent your anger; just watch!"
Another strike landed on Zhou Yu, causing his face to pale.
Outside the screen, Zhou Mu was furious and grabbed Lan Mu. "Look at the daughter you've raised! If my son gets hurt because of her, I won’t let her off easy! I’m going to sue her for intentional harm!"
Lan Mu was displeased. "If your son hadn’t been foolish enough to get caught, would Yun Zhi Yue have risked herself to save him? You still have the nerve to sue us? Go ahead; let’s see which blind lawyer would take your case."
After all the pressure from the forced marriage earlier, Lan Mu had endured plenty of ridicule from Zhou Yu’s mother. Now that she dared to provoke her again, Lan Mu retaliated without hesitation, leading to a fierce confrontation between the two prominent ladies in Beijing.
Nan Jing’s mother, Chen Yan, tried to mediate between them while glancing at the violent scene involving Yun Zhi Yue on the screen, her eyes twitching in disbelief.
She really needed to reassess this girl who would soon be her daughter-in-law.
While the women were in an uproar, many influential figures exchanged glances and admired Yun Zhi Yue's boldness in her actions.
Yun Cheng truly raised a good daughter. This psychological warfare was executed brilliantly; girls are always prone to softening, especially when it comes to men they like—except in the case of the Yun Family.
As expected, Zhou Yuan couldn’t hold back any longer and cried out, “Stop hitting her, Yun Zhi Yue! Do you hear me?”
I’m telling you, yes, someone did offer me help. I can identify them, but I’ve never met the person behind this. When I had the gun, I heard them call him the family head. I really don’t know who he is. They threatened me to come over; it was their demand, and it had to be today, on your father’s birthday.
They said you’ve liked Zhou Yu for five years, and it’s impossible for you to forget him so quickly. They wanted me to force you into admitting your feelings for Zhou Yu through words and actions, breaking off your engagement with the Nan Family. After that, they would help me take Zhou Yu away from this city and start anew.
I couldn’t care less about scolding Zhou Yuan for being foolish; I believed those words. Yun Zhi Yue threw down the stick in her hand, her mind racing with just two words: it’s over!
Her image was at stake. This was not only to force her to break off her engagement with Nan Jing; this scene would surely be recorded.
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