"You disobedient and unfilial bastard!"Lan Yaqin looked as if she was about to die. She continued to raise the horsewhip and hit Fu Yu 'an's face heavily this time.
"Stop!" At the critical moment, Fu Ting ignored the servants and barged in.
When Lan Yaqin's braid fell, she quickly rushed forward, grabbed Lan Yaqin's wrist, and threw her to the side.
Lan Yaqin staggered back a few steps. After regaining her balance, she glared at her and shouted," What are you doing in my house? This isn't the old mansion. I won't worship you as my ancestor!"
Fu Ting ignored her. She turned around and squatted in front of Fu Yu 'an. She looked at the bloodstains on the man's back and frowned." Uncle Yu' an, how are you?""
She knew Fu Yu 'an's difficulties, so she didn't ask him why he was kneeling and getting beaten up. If he didn't resist, it would make things even more difficult for him.
She was just asking about his condition very considerately, which warmed Fu Yu 'an's heart.
