115: C115 Kneel down and Apologize

C115 Kneel down and Apologize

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became strange. When Old Lady Nan heard Su Yuyan's conditions, she was almost angered to death. He actually wanted her to go to Mu Xianyun's lowly son's grave to apologize.0

Old Lady Nan tightly clenched her fingers and the anger in her chest rushed up. The flames of anger almost burned all of her rationality. She lost control and shouted, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible..."

Let her give her the most dislike and disgust in her life. It was like someone was holding a knife to her heart. She had been strong for the rest of her life. She would never be able to tolerate such humiliation.

"Okay, old lady. Since you don't want to, then just wait for your precious grandson to become a cripple that everyone will laugh at!" Su Yuyan slightly lowered her eyes and smiled.

She pursed her lips and coldly glanced at the old lady. She then walked towards the position where Nan Jinxuan was tied up and lightly ordered the bodyguard, "Give me the knife. I want to finish it quickly and go to the western restaurant with my dear husband to eat!"

Su Yuyan's voice was tsundere and cold, as if she was talking about a trivial matter. However, this sentence in Nan Jinxuan's ears became a warning to the king of hell.

He was pressed to the ground by Moya and Moxuan, two terrifying men. It was as if he was going to be dismembered in the next second.

At this moment, his psychological barrier could no longer be broken. His eyes were filled with fear. Ignoring the injuries on his body, he struggled with all his might to stand in front of his grandmother. His hands tightly grabbed the old man's sleeves as if he was holding onto his last life-saving straw. "Grandma, I don't want to lose a finger. I don't want to be ridiculed. Please save me. As long as you can agree to sister-in-law's conditions, I can save you..."

"Xuan Er, it's not that Grandmother doesn't want to save you, but they want Grandmother to apologize to that lowly woman. Isn't this taking Grandmother's life?" Old Lady Nan was the high and mighty daughter of a noble family, and that woman was just a shameless lowly person.

She was a dignified upper-class person, so why would she kneel to a lowly person? If this were to spread out, how would the people outside laugh at her?

How could she be willing to lose her pride for the rest of her life, and her pride to kowtow and apologize to that slut? This was not like violently pressing her old face against the ground and rubbing it.

Her face was pale, and her turbid eyes were full of anger. It was all Nan Jinshen and Su Yuyan's fault, these two little beasts. They forced her to be so old, yet they still had to kneel and kowtow like this, and there was no way out.

Her face was full of wrinkles, and tears fell down her face. She fell to the ground, but in order to save her precious grandson, she could only swallow her anger. She went to discuss with Su Yuyan, "Miss Su, as long as you don't let me kneel in front of that lowly woman's grave, anything else is fine. Oh right, I will give you the money. I can give you any amount you want, is 300,000 yuan enough? If it's not enough, I'll give you 3 million, 30 million!"

" I, no, I need it, I want it. "

Su Yuyan looked at the old lady's unwilling and unwilling expression. Suppressing the anger in her heart, she frowned slightly and her thin lips formed a string of cold words, "Old lady, you dare to say that my mother-in-law is a lowly woman. Then you will have to pay the price for your ignorance and narrowness!"

"You, what do you want?" Old Lady Nan was shocked in her heart, and a strange fear flashed across her eyes.

Su Yuyan did not answer her words and instead, she turned around and walked over with big steps. She bent down and picked up the sharp knife that the second wife of Lan family had dropped on the ground. She ordered Moya indifferently. Moxuan said, "Put Nan Jinxuan's ten fingers on the table for me. I want to pick them up. Choose the prettiest finger as the spoils of war!"

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