"You all deserve to die!" Kong Rong glared at everyone and shouted urgently, "Su Qingnuan, I will definitely have my father kill you!"
Su Qingnuan frowned but did not look at her.
"Stop."
A Qi froze, turned, and looked at Fu Yihan.
Fu Yihan leisurely pushed his wheelchair into the room, stopping in front of Kong Rong.
He tugged at the corners of his mouth, his smile like someone crawling out of hell—eerie and ghostly.
"Kong Rong, is it?" Fu Yihan asked.
Intimidated by his expression, Kong Rong almost forgot to respond. She stiffened before nodding awkwardly.
"Second Miss of the Kong family?"
"...Yes."
"Then that's correct." Fu Yihan raised his eyebrows, withdrew his gaze, and looked at A Qi. "Call Mr. Kong and inform him that this cripple demands his granddaughter accompany me in being crippled as well."
"Yes."
"You!" Kong Rong pointed at Fu Yihan and shouted angrily, "What do you think you are? How dare you threaten my grandfather!"
