"This is completely out of line! Utterly out of line! How dare you hit me!"
It took a long moment for Lin Chuhong to react.
She stared at Yun'Er, her charming, peach-blossom eyes filled with hatred.
SLAP!
But Yun'Er didn't waste a single word on her. All she gave her was another slap.
Instantly, her once-pretty face was swollen from the blow.
"Wuwu... Lü Tianfeng, are you dead?! This damn vixen..."
Before she could finish her sentence,
SLAP!
Another one.
It landed right on Lin Chuhong's face.
"How dare you call me a vixen! You have a death wish!"
Yun'Er had actually been wanting to strike for a while.
She had only held back because she didn't want to show such an aggressive side in front of Yang Xiao.
But this bitch.
She had insulted her again and again. Plus, with Yang Xiao's permission, Yun'Er was naturally going to let loose.
Meanwhile, Lü Tianfeng, who was standing to the side, also snapped out of his daze.
"Stop it!"
