Chapter 664: What Are You Laughing At

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!”

Madwoman!

“Look at Qianqian,” she pinched Qianqian’s face, facing it towards Nan Jiaojiao, then brought her own face close to Qianqian’s, pressing their cheeks together, “See, doesn’t my Qianqian resemble Bo Yanching somewhat?”

Nan Jiaojiao frowned and leaned back slightly.

“It’s just a pity, she crawled out of my belly, but isn’t Yanqing’s seed.”

Zhou Zining squeezed her cheeks harshly, and when she let go, the indentations on Qianqian’s cheeks slowly refilled, leaving two clear finger marks.

And without Zhou Zining’s support, Qianqian’s head drooped weakly back into Zhou Zining’s embrace.

Nan Jiaojiao watched, eyes bloodshot, grinding her teeth to bits.

Such a beast!

“Speak clearly, what exactly do you want to do?”

“Hmm?” Zhou Zining lazily lifted her eyelids, “You’re asking me?”

“Yes.

You’ve kidnapped me and the two children.

You should know, sooner or later the Bo Family will come looking, and whether we are dead or alive, you won’t escape the Bo Family’s retribution or the law’s punishment.

Is it really worth it?”

“Worth it!”

Zhou Zining interjected, “As long as you’re miserable, that’s worth it.

Don’t talk to me about the Bo Family, you’re nothing there.

What power do you think you hold in front of me?

The Bo Family might care about the two children, but not necessarily about you.

Even if I kill you—”

Nan Jiaojiao scoffed.

Zhou Zining, like a balloon puffed with anger, was pricked by those faint, inaudible laughs, immediately deflating.

What followed was a rush of anger straight to the forehead.

“Why are you laughing?”

Nan Jiaojiao did not speak.

Zhou Zining stood up and handed Qianqian off to a bodyguard nearby, then briskly approached, her high heels clacking on the warehouse floor like nails dropping, their piercing sound exacerbated by her swift pace.

She pinched Nan Jiaojiao’s chin and forcefully lifted it, “I asked you, why are you laughing?”

Gazing unflinchingly at her, Nan Jiaojiao said nothing, the calm in her eyes unnerving Zhou Zining.

Why?

Why, when she was evidently cornered, was she still unafraid?

“Bring the syringe!”

Zhou Zining stood up, and no sooner than she had given the order, the bodyguard started to move slower than her.

She rushed over to a table, grabbed two transparent glass vials, cracked them open rudely, and sucked all the liquid into the syringe.

Coming back over, she tore open Nan Jiaojiao’s collar, exposing a gleaming white shoulder.

Jealous hatred spread wildly in her eyes.

“Hold her down for me.”