"My dear son-in-law, because your father-in-law failed to discipline his second wife, he almost caused your death. I will give you an explanation."

Seeing his father-in-law's self-reproach and guilt, Yang Ding decided to add more firewood to the fire, lest he back down again.

To correct a wrong, one must go to extremes; without going to extremes, one cannot correct a wrong.

"I don't care if I die, but Jing is pregnant with my child. If she loses me too, she might have a mental breakdown."

Fang Hongbo always felt guilty towards Fang Jing, which made him even angrier.

He strode upstairs, boarded his private flying vehicle, and went straight home.

The second concubine was in a terrible mood tonight. Her son-in-law, Wang Gao, had been taken advantage of by Yang Ding, and her evening dress had been ripped off. She was humiliated by everyone.

Fang Hongbo stormed into the room, ignoring her, and continued cursing.

"It must be that damned Fang Jing who did this. She has spatial abilities, otherwise I can't think of anyone else."

"What are you saying? Say it again," Fang Hongbo asked coldly.

The second concubine turned around abruptly, pointed her finger at his nose, and cursed, "It was your good-for-nothing daughter who tore my dress. If you don't believe me, you can have her come over and testify."

Before she could finish speaking, Fang Hongbo slapped her, sending her flying and crashing into the wall.

Fortunately, the second concubine was also a martial artist at the first-grade upper level. She stood up shakily and looked at Fang Hongbo in disbelief, as if she did not recognize him.

My once spineless husband actually dared to lay a hand on me?

"You hit me! How dare you hit me?"

"I'm going to beat you up, you vicious woman."

The women were absolutely stunned.

Fang Jing, in particular, wondered, "Would Dad really be willing to beat those three little vixens?"

"It wasn't just beating, it was beating them to death. They were terrified after just one beating."

"Why did he suddenly get an erection?" Fang Jing asked.

"Wasn't it your husband who instigated it?"

Yang Ding chuckled, "Mother-in-law, just tell me, did you try to break up the fight last night?"

"Why should I try to break up a fight? I wouldn't even try if they were to fight to the death."

"Doesn't it feel great?"

Wu Huixian wore a smug expression; it would be a lie to say she wasn't happy.

Mu Lan didn't sleep all night, thinking about how Yang Ding had ambushed and forcibly kissed her last night, and she was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

She turned on her computer and looked at Yang Ding chatting and laughing with his mother-in-law on the webcam. She felt like tearing him to pieces.

"You're keeping me up at night, and you're acting like nothing happened."

Just then, Wang Gao, who was limping, knocked on the door and came in.

When he woke up this morning, his grandfather told him that Yang Ding had taken bee spider venom and would definitely not survive last night, and told him to ask Mu Lan for the latest information.

"Dean Mu, did you leave in such a hurry last night because the food wasn't to your liking?" Wang Gao asked.

"I dare not eat it, I'm worried it might be poisonous."

"Has anyone been poisoned?"

When he asked this question, Wang Gao forcibly suppressed his inner excitement and prevented the corners of his mouth from turning up.

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