```
In the vast living room, there was dead silence.
Two maids who had erred knelt on the ground and were dragged away as they pleaded miserably for Yu Chiyin to spare them.
Seeing his heart as hard as a knife, they turned and struggled to cling to Yu Wanzhi's legs, begging her to save them.
Naturally, Yu Wanzhi would not lower herself to intercede for two lowly maids to Yu Chiyin.
She gave a glance, and the servant beside her stepped forward to pull them away.
"Gag them and drag them out," Yu Wanzhi said with a face full of disgust.
The two maids' eyes widened, impulsively wanting to say something, but the people of Yu Wanzhi quickly gagged and dragged them out.
Yu Wanzhi felt no sympathy for their fate; the moment they took her money, they should have foreseen this ending.
What angered her was her uncle's attitude, following Yu Chiyin's orders so obediently, as if he didn't hold her in any regard.
