บท 312: Political Marriage

He Zhenxuan's slap was extremely hard, throwing Guan Meiyi off her feet for a moment. The tennis cap she used to block out her face had flown off, exposing her long-hidden face. She was still so beautiful and gentle, but lacked the glow of popularity. Now, there were a few finger marks added to her white skin.

Guan Meiyi held her face, frantically rushing to pick up her cap and putting it back on haphazardly. But she was too late. Everyone had seen what they needed.

"You b*tch, what are you holding me back for?" He Zhenxuan didn't care where they were and just scolded Guan Meiyi like that. "Does your heart hurt seeing Ruan Zeyan like that? You're jealous watching him hold your cousin's hand? You still remember him, don't you?"

Guan Meiyi shook her head, looking at the gathering crowd uncomfortably. "No, I'm not, I just don't want to eat here. Let's go."