"Ah—"
With Zhou Ziyue's pained cries, her legs were forcefully beaten down into a kneeling position.
But her legs weren't broken yet.
Lu Xining watched her with an indifferent gaze, "Continue!"
Hearing this, Zhou Ziyue's eyes widened with fright and panic, "No, Mom, save me, I'm your only daughter, Mom!"
Zhou Ni Juan hadn't expected Lu Xining to truly act on her words. She hesitated when she saw her daughter but upon seeing Jiawang, she hardened her heart and turned her face away with clenched teeth.
Zhou Ziyue's voice trembled with heart-wrenching agony as she saw her mother's actions.
"Mom! You can't do this to me, I'm a dancer, what will I do without my legs!"
Jiawang called out, "Grandma!"
Watching the drama unfold before her, Lu Xining's gaze fell on the bodyguard holding the iron rod.
He swung the iron rod again, harshly smashing it onto Zhou Ziyue's legs.