Although Fu Qian was lowering her head, the unyielding emotion in her eyes was overflowing.
"Expecting your brother to come back? Dreaming!"
Wei Yan humiliated Fu Qian: "Once Hong Fan has had his fun, your life will be over."
"Kneel down." Wei Yan ordered Fu Qian.
There was nothing special about it; Wei Yan simply wanted Fu Qian to kneel.
Just purely treating Fu Qian as less than human to humiliate her.
Enjoying this feeling.
Fu Qian clenched her teeth, staring hard at Wei Yan, unwilling to kneel.
"Still stunned? Do you believe I won't break your other leg?"
Wei Yan sneered: "If both your legs are broken, you'll lose your value."
"Aren't you hoping to live to see your brother?
If you die, you won't be able to see him."
Upon hearing this, Fu Qian's calm face showed a wave of emotion.
She hesitated.
Wei Yan knew how to exploit Fu Qian's weaknesses.
The last time she broke Fu Qian's leg, she said something similar.
