Yang Chuxia smiled with satisfaction, as the two maids revealed all the suspicious points.
"Not bad, she hasn't mentioned a single thing I wanted to know. Since she's being so disobedient, you should teach her a lesson."
Mingqiu immediately gave a signal to the nannies behind her.
The two nannies came forward holding a box, one of them laughed and said, "Miss, let us old women handle such coarse work."
"Then I'll rely on you, nanny."
Then they saw an elderly nanny open the box, and inside was a pair of pliers, shining bright under the moonlight.
The other nanny assisted by holding Nanny Gui's hand.
Yang Chuxia turned her head, followed by the sound of a scream, and before it stopped, another scream echoed.
The air was filled with a rusty smell of blood.
The thumbs of Nanny Gui's fingers had been ripped off.
