There's no call from Young Master Bo... Isn't that just intentionally trying to scare them?
The main wife struggled to get up from the ground, "You little bitch, dare to play me! I'll beat you to death!"
Fuming with anger, she charged at Ning Xia, raising her hand to slap her across the face.
Ning Xia didn't dodge at all, standing still. Just as the hand was about to touch her face, she spoke slowly, "Tomorrow, Young Master Bo has invited me for breakfast."
The main wife's hand froze in mid-air, her cheeks flushed with red, her chest heaving violently, as if she was struggling to breathe.
Even though she didn't know whether Ning Xia was telling the truth, she didn't dare to take the risk.
"Enough!"
The cold gaze of Ning Xia's father swept over her cheek, seeing her calm and composed demeanor, which did not seem like she was lying. He pondered for a few seconds before choosing to temporarily believe her.
