Su Qinglan finally snapped back to reality.
Her whole body trembled, her lips still tingling, but her brain roared like thunder.
She shoved him back with all her strength and pointed a shaking finger right at his smug face.
"Rong Ye—!!" She shouted, her voice cracking. "How dare you—how dare you kiss me like that?!"
Her chest heaved as she glared at him, her lips quivering from both rage and leftover shock.
The Sly Fox stood there, utterly unbothered. His violet eyes sparkling in the firelight, his expression was calm and almost lazy.
That only made her blood boil even more.
"You… you dare take advantage of me?!" she screeched.
Her tiny fists clenched tight, her body shaking with indignation.
Before he could even respond, Su Qinglan swung her arm back and...
SMACK!
Her fist crashed right into his perfect, handsome face.
The sound rang out sharp and clear, echoing over the square like a drumbeat.
For one glorious moment, the entire feast froze.
