"Your shameless mother was raped by a wild man and got pregnant with you. She was almost beaten to death by your grandfather and in order to save your mother, Nan Weiye came forward to take the responsibility. But in fact, you're not even his daughter! You're just a little bastard, a lowly slut!"
Slap, slap!
Nan Weiye, who had stepped onto the stage, grabbed Ding Shuman's hair and gave her two rough slaps across the face. "I told you to shut up!"
Ding Shuman's words were like a bomb.
Nan Zhi's mind was blank.
Her slender body stepped back unsteadily until a long and strong arm reached over and grabbed her shoulder, stabilizing her.
Ding Shuman looked at Nan Weiye, who had slapped her, her face ashen. She glared at Nan Zhi angrily and continued, "You have dirty and disgusting blood flowing in your body. Nobody will really like you. This man is only protecting you because you're young and pretty. If anything, he's playing with you!"