Song Qingchun closed her eyes and gritted her teeth to brace for impact. She felt the force of the wind on her left cheek, and it was quickly followed by a resounding slap.
The crisp sound was unusually sharp and jarring in the quiet bathroom. Song Qingchun's heart practically stopped beating when she heard the sound.
She stood there in shock for half a minute with her eyes closed before she instinctually reached for her left face. In her life, she couldn't even remember three times when she had been given a stern lecture, much less physical altercation. However, she was thus slapped in the face by Tang Nuan.
Her face stung from the sound alone…
