Yu Daming’s voice grew quieter as he spoke, and by the end, it was almost inaudible.
Wang Youbao listened, furious, and cursed angrily, "You think, you think, you’re always assuming, do you have any idea that you nearly killed her?! Usually, I let your presumptuousness slide because of your loyalty, but now, you really don’t take me as your master seriously. If I let this go, not only would I not be able to forgive myself, but just thinking of her staying at the Gate of Hell for four days, I won’t let you off the hook! Go back and take your punishment. When they beat you to death, that’s when they can stop!"
Since Yu Daming’s servitude contract was in Wang Youbao’s hands, Yu Daming’s life belonged to Wang Youbao, and even if Wang Youbao beat Yu Daming to death, he wouldn’t be held responsible.
"Young Master, please spare me this once, I beg you, Young Master..." Yu Daming kept kowtowing to Wang Youbao without stopping.
But Wang Youbao remained unmoved.
Yu Daming might have been too talkative, but in An Jing’s view, the crime did not warrant death. Moreover, Yu Daming had meant well for Wang Youbao. Most importantly, Yu Daming had always been loyal to Wang Youbao.
Thinking this, An Jing pleaded, "Youbao, considering his lifelong loyalty to you, don’t be too harsh with the punishment. Just give him forty board lashes, what do you think?"
Yet, Wang Youbao still refused to relent. His beloved’s life was almost taken by this man, and even though he knew that the man had his master’s best interests at heart, his anger had not subsided in the slightest.
He could spare a few family servants, not minding one less, but his beloved was the only Li Wuyu!
Yu Daming kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.
Seeing that Wang Youbao was determined to beat Yu Daming to death, An Jing was about to persuade him again when she heard the door opening. She immediately turned around and saw Li Wuyu standing at the doorway, having opened the door.
As soon as Wang Youbao saw Li Wuyu, he wanted to walk over and explain everything to her, but before he could take a step, he saw Li Wuyu smiling at him incredibly happily, "Bao Bao, you just lost your temper. This is the first time I’ve seen you get angry with someone."
Hearing Li Wuyu’s words, An Jing knew that she had overheard their conversation.
Seeing Li Wuyu treating him the same as before made Wang Youbao very happy. He hurried over to Li Wuyu, and though somewhat embarrassed, he still said, "You were nearly killed by him, how could I not be angry?"
But Li Wuyu didn’t seem to care much and replied, "It’s thanks to him that I know how much you care for me. I heard from my master that you didn’t eat anything while you watched over me for four days and nights."
By the end of her words, the smile on Li Wuyu’s face was radiant.
Wang Youbao’s face blushed slightly, and even his earlobes turned a faint red. He gave a cough to cover his embarrassment but said nothing, which was as good as an admission.
Li Wuyu became even happier. Then, she said earnestly, "I heard what you all said just now. You... really want to marry me as your wife?" She felt it was better to confirm it personally. This way, she would feel more at ease in her heart.
Wang Youbao became even more embarrassed and couldn’t bring himself to meet Li Wuyu’s gaze, but he still nodded slightly and uttered a soft "Mhm."
Li Wuyu immediately smiled again. Glancing at Yu Daming, who was still kneeling on the ground, she then said, "Just do as my master says. Give him forty lashes and let that be the end of it. It’s also my fault for acting excessively before, thinking you didn’t like me, which led me to constantly act out and demand things from you. It’s no wonder he mistook my actions as being after your money."