บท 827: Peril (2)

Lin Shiyi was gifted ten solid slaps before they finally stopped. She was practically slapped silly, able only to stare at Qiao Anxia in astonishment, without any reaction at all. Her face swelled up considerably with imprints of fingers. Her delicately white skin looked noticeably hideous.

It was not until she felt the scorching pain on her face that she finally realized what had happened. She instinctively covered her face with her hand and stared at Qiao Anxia with eyes filled with tears. Full of hatred, she said, "Is there anyone like you? Dumped by Chen Yang, you take your shit mood out on me?"

"Pa—"

Before Lin Shiyi could finish, Qiao Anxia raised her hand again and slapped her across the face. This time, the force she used was quite stronger than before, for Lin Shiyi slammed hard against the wall. With a muffled thud, her head knocked against it.