By the time Meng Fu dragged Meng Yi out of the Huo Family’s house and into the car, he realized that his back was drenched enough to drip with water, and his forehead was covered in dense, fine sweat.
Meng Yi next to him was still causing trouble.
"Dad, open the door and let me out; I want to kill Nan Yu!"
Slap!
Meng Fu slapped her again to make her quiet down.
"Meng Yi, have you made enough of a fuss? You almost ruined my big plan!"
Meng Yi, clutching her face, looked utterly wronged.
"Dad, you’ve never hit me since I was a child. Today, for that Nan Yu, you’ve slapped me three times. Are you smitten with that vixen, or is she your illegitimate daughter that you’ve kept outside?"
Meng Fu, fuming with anger, glared fiercely. "Meng Yi, watch your mouth! How did I raise such a thing as you?"
Meng Yi, tears welling up in her eyes, said, "Luo Ji is dead, and you won’t let me take revenge. I don’t want to live anymore."
Meng Fu, watching the Huo Family’s house grow more distant behind them, suppressed his raging fury and spoke in a calm and pleasant tone.
"Meng Yi, don’t provoke Nan Yu in the future. The person backing her is not someone you can afford to offend. If there’s a next time, I will personally break your legs and cut off our father-daughter relationship."
Hearing these words, Meng Yi looked at Meng Fu’s expression and knew that every word he said now was true.
She froze on the spot, looking utterly dumbfounded.
"Dad, isn’t it just the Huo Family behind her? What’s so great about the Huo Family? Her husband is just a cripple, and the Huo Family isn’t as wealthy as the Meng Family. What’s there to be afraid of?"
Meng Fu gave her a fierce look and said exasperatedly, "I sent you to Nan Qingqing’s side, and you still don’t know this?"
Meng Yi stiffened, a look of confusion on her face.
"Idiot," Meng Fu cursed. "Nan Qingqing is the Nan Family’s biological daughter, not the Nan Family’s young lady at all."
Meng Yi’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at him.
Meng Fu spat out his final word.
"The real Nan Family young lady is Nan Yu!"
Meng Yi felt as though she’d been punched hard, her vision darkened then cleared, and she trembled, asking, "Dad, how do you know this?"
Meng Fu took a deep breath, looked out the window at the buildings flying by, and a shadow passed through his eyes.
"Last time I went to a banquet with Nan Luzhi, he had too much to drink. I was taking him back to the Nan Family home, and on the way, he talked in his sleep, and I overheard him."
Meng Yi’s mind slowly cleared, and thinking of all the promises Nan Qingqing had made to her, she couldn’t help but swallow.
"Dad, can Qingqing still be the Nan Family young lady? She promised me that she would make me the Ghost Doctor’s closed-door disciple."
Meng Fu glanced at her, "Today I got news that the Nan Family is secretly dealing with Nan Yu’s case at the police station. It’s likely the Nan Family is becoming suspicious of Nan Qingqing. Nothing is certain until the dust has settled."
"That’s why I told you not to offend Nan Yu and to also maintain a good relationship with her. We’ll decide what to do after everything is settled."
Meng Yi touched her sore face, her head now fully clear, understanding Meng Fu’s intentions.
"Dad, I was impulsive today and nearly messed things up, but Luo Ji was killed by her. I want to take revenge for him..."
Meng Fu sighed, "Meng Yi, revenge doesn’t need to be rushed. Wait for the results. If Nan Yu doesn’t become the Nan Family young lady, then you can easily do whatever you want to her for Luo Ji’s revenge."
He looked towards the road ahead and said nonchalantly, "Even killing her won’t be a problem."
Meng Yi licked her dry lips, a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.
"No, death is too good for her. I want her to live a life worse than death!"