"I won't give you a second chance."
Nan Luo looked up in a panic.
Nan Fang gave her no chance to speak and grabbed her neck with one hand. He snapped Nan Luo's neck hard, and she fell to the ground unconscious.
The people who followed Nan Fang were stunned.
They had always known that their master was a cruel man, but this was his daughter...
Yet, he was so cruel to his daughter.
Perhaps, in the Nan family, only the young master, Nan Feiyu, could soften Nan Fang's heart.
Everyone else was just a tool for him to use.
However, no one knew that even the young master was also his tool.
The only thing was that this tool still had great use, so of course, Nan Fang would treat him well. If the young master were useless one day, Nan Fang would throw him away, and his life would be no different from the garbage.
At least, Wei Rong sincerely cared for her son.
