Upon hearing this, Wanqing's face changed as she immediately covered her neck with her hand.
"You've already had a kiss, what are you hiding?" Ding Caiyan said, "You dare do it, but don't dare admit it, huh?"
Shocked by Wanqing's guilty look, Xue Lina hesitated, "You didn't become a prostitute, did you?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wanqing yelled.
Xue Lina flinched, then continued, "What, are you angry out of embarrassment? I hit the nail on the head, didn't I?"
In disbelief, Ding Caiyan said, "You actually turned to prostitution? You've truly dishonored our father..."
Feeling both shame and anger, Wanqing lunged to hit them, "Shut up, you vixens!"
"Who are you calling a vixen?!" Xue Lina and Ding Caiyan furiously shoved her aside.
"Ah—" She fell to the ground.
Looking up, she heard Ding Zhigang's voice, "What's all this fuss about? Are you coming in or not?"
Ding Zhigang approached her and upon seeing Wanqing his expression shifted, "You… why are you here?"
She looked at him and laughed coldly, "Why can't I be here?" Last night it was him, her own father, who mercilessly pushed her into this hell!
Ding Zhigang's face flushed in waves of pale and red, he was at a loss for words. He couldn't even dare to look at her, only averting his gaze.
"Stop idling around, let's go in! I'm starving!" Xue Lina said, dragging Ding Zhigang towards the restaurant.
Lying on the ground, Wanqing watched their shoes pass by her. She had a sudden urge to stab at them with a sharp knife. Suddenly, she shouted, "Ding Zhigang!"
Ding Zhigang stiffened and stopped, turning back to look at her. She…she called his name? She had directly called out his name, but he was her father…
"Am I or am I not your daughter?" Asked Wanqing, her voice barely audible.
Ding Zhigang went completely white.
"Stop staring, the steak is almost gone!" Xue Lina grumbled, hauling Ding Zhigang away.
Wanqing watched his retreating figure and began to cry. Suddenly, a pair of golden high-heeled sandals appeared in her line of sight. Looking up, she saw Ding Caiyan's arrogant expression.
"Go die with your mother!" Ding Caiyan said, lifting her foot and stomping harshly on Wanqing's hand.
"Ah—" Wanqing screamed in pain as she rolled around on the ground. Ding Caiyan, indifferent, stepped over her and continued on her way.
"So painful…" Wanqing whimpered, shuddering in pain as onlookers started to gather.
"What are you staring at!" Mu Tianying had returned, his gaze falling upon the crowd, "Either help or get lost!"
Frightened by his fierce gaze, the onlookers dispersed.
He walked over to Wanqing, helped her up, and looked at her swollen, bleeding left hand, "Who did this?"
Wanqing collapsed into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably. She was in so much pain she couldn't even register what he was saying…
"Who. Did. This?" Mu Tianying asked again, his voice deepening in intensity.
"It…it was Caiyan…"
"Caiyan?" Ding Caiyan? Very well, anyone who dares to touch his woman will pay the price!
"It hurts so bad…"
"Bear with it!" Mu Tianying ordered, pushing her towards the restaurant.
Wanqing staggered, catching sight of his intent, cried out: "I don't want to eat!"
"What did you say?" Mu Tianying asked, his eyebrows arching dangerously.
She held on to him, pleading, "Please, let's just leave! I don't want to go in there! I don't want to…" If Xue Lina saw them together, wouldn't her prostitution be confirmed? Even if it were true, she would not let Xue Lina know, she could not stand her ridicule!