"Whether you're happy or not, you hit me all the same. I've actually grown used to it. If you want to punish me now, you can do it anytime. There's no need to keep threatening me with words."
Mo Lan truly wasn't afraid of death, always deliberately provoking his rage.
Qi Ruigang suddenly stood up, kicking the chair over with one foot.
"Fine, I won't talk, I'll take action! I refuse to believe I can't handle you!"
He strode to her side, pushing the wheelchair towards the outside.
"Young Master, the Young Mistress is in poor health, please show mercy." A maid came over to grab the wheelchair, only to be kicked away by him.
"Get lost, it's none of your business what I do!"
His sinister expression frightened everyone so much that nobody dared to come forward and plead.
Mo Lan lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, as she was always the most indifferent and composed person.
Qi Ruigang couldn't stand to see her like this, it only fueled his rage!
