Yan Weiyang felt utterly humiliated by her words, and her eyes suddenly turned fierce.
"Xia Weibao, don't think I don't know. You had a few meals with my mother, trying to win her favor just because your face somewhat resembles hers.
Even doing a new paternity test, ha!
No matter how many times you do it, I am Yan Lingyi's daughter, and you are nothing but a bastard without known parents!
You stole my fiancé, and now you want to steal my family. Xia Weibao, have you no shame!"
She lowered her voice, her eyes full of malice, "Don't think that now you're married to Director Lu, you can remain Madam Lu forever. Director Lu is mine, and I will get him back sooner or later!"
Slap—
As Yan Weiyang finished her words, Xia Weibao suddenly slapped her across the face, leaving her stunned.
Covering the side of her face that was swelling like a balloon, she incredulously asked, "You hit me?"
Slap—
Another slap landed, swelling up the other side of her face.
