Qianqian didn't wake, but her body instinctively jerked, her face either suffocated by Zhou Zining's cover-up or truly in pain, flushed a sickly pale red.
"Apologize!" Zhou Zining barked angrily.
Nan Jiaojiao incredulously asked, "Are you threatening me with your daughter?"
Zhou Zining's eye twitched, "So what if I am? I want you to apologize. The things you said earlier displeased me, so apologize, or else, I'll kill her!"
Nan Jiaojiao really wanted to retort with "Then kill her" and take a gamble.
But Zhou Zining was already mad, unable to endure any more provocation.
Was it of any use to reason with a madman?
"Fine, I apologize."
Zhou Zining was pleased, "I can't fathom how Yanqing could fancy someone like you, I really can't understand."
Nan Jiaojiao remained silent.
"Before you came along, I was the closest person to him. No matter what mistakes I made, he'd never punish me. If you hadn't exposed me, how could I have possibly made him unhappy? It's all your fault!"
