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"What are you doing in the basement?"
My father frowned as he looked in the direction they had come from.
"I told you, just teaching a servant a lesson, what's the big deal?"
Wu Zhaodi noticed that her usually gentle father had a worried expression and, while acting spoiled, carefully observed his mood.
"Why does it smell like blood?" Her mother seemed puzzled, her gaze fixed on the depths of the basement, where there appeared to be a shadow.
"Dad, Mom, it's just teaching a servant a lesson; it's unavoidable to see some blood." Wu Zhaodi spoke quietly, seeming a bit guilty.
Her mother's face looked grim.
"Who allowed you to go to the basement to teach someone a lesson? What is that?"
Before she could finish her sentence, my father waved his hand to interrupt.
"Mom and Dad don't allow it; I won't go again." Wu Zhaodi pouted, looking at her father with teary eyes.
"Zhaodi, I just think that place is too eerie; it's not good for girls." My father seemed to suddenly remember something and glanced at the window of my nanny's room across the corridor, speaking deliberately.
"In a few days, I'll buy you a new villa, one with the biggest terrace and sunroom; it'll be much more fun than that broken basement." His tone was gentle, but his voice was several times louder than normal.
He probably hoped that I in the room would hear him and feel jealous enough to come out and question him.
But I was left in the innermost corner of the basement.
Hanging by a thread, even breathing was difficult.
Wu Zhaodi, hearing her father express such affection for her, immediately raised her chin proudly in front of her sisters. The girls all showed envious expressions, continuously praising her.
"Wow, President Shen and Madam Shen have such a good relationship with Sister Zhaodi."
"I'm so envious of Sister Zhaodi; President Shen dotes on you so much."
The joy on Wu Zhaodi's face intensified.
"Thank you, Dad! Thank you, Mom! I will definitely be obedient and not let you down, and I will repay you well."
Her eyes sparkled as she clutched her father's sleeve tightly. Her mother nearby seemed to be struggling to maintain composure and pretended to casually walk a few steps toward the window.
"Alright, my good daughter, everything from now on belongs to you."
"Tomorrow, take Shen Weiwei's yachts and private jets out to play!" she exclaimed loudly.
"Yes, yes, your dad and I love our obedient and filial daughter the most," her father replied with a hint of meaning in his voice.
After waiting for a few seconds, there was still no response from the window across the way. Her parents seemed a bit annoyed, no longer looking toward the nanny's room but instead pulling Zhaodi toward the basement.
"Zhaodi, come on, let's go see what you've turned it into inside."
"But Dad has to promise to help me clean up afterward and not scold me!"
Wu Zhaodi pouted and affectionately clung to her father, acting coy.
"Ha ha, my precious daughter, when would I ever bear to discipline you?"
Her father chuckled helplessly, shaking his head.
As I listened to my father's laughter growing closer, anxiety surged within me, and I mustered all my strength to move slightly.
"Ah ah," I desperately tried to make a sound to catch my parents' attention.
"Is this the servant you disciplined?"
Finally, my father's gaze turned towards me.
I was weak, my face burned and disfigured, my body exposed with not a single inch of skin intact.
My legs were twisted at an unnatural angle, clearly broken long ago.
It was a horrifying sight, utterly shocking.
"Yes, Mom and Dad, I taught this unruly Bitch a severe lesson on your behalf," Wu Zhaodi said triumphantly.
"You child, how could you beat someone to this extent?"
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