'Is she speaking the truth?' This was the very question Song Jia also wanted to ask Yue Ling. Eyes of all the people present, never left Yue Ling, while her head was hung low and she was trying to avoid eye contact with everyone.
She struggled to speak but found nothing to say and her silence finally gave it off. Unable to hold himself, Song Chen stepped forward and the next moment a loud sound rang across the room.
Pak!!
Yue Ling's naturally pale skin had turned red from the impact of the slap on her cheek. A big hand was imprinted on her right cheek which was slowly turning blue. For a few minutes, Yue Ling couldn't even register what exactly had happened and when she did, the rim of her eyes had turned red from the pain. Never in these eighteen years of her being wed to Song Chen had he ever spoken loudly to her, lest hitting her.
