Before the delinquent could say another word, Shui Anluo threw her hand across her face. One slap was not enough and she slapped her four times in succession. "These two slaps are payment for cursing at my son. The other two are for me," Shui Anluo remarked sharply.
An Fengyang raised his brows. He had never seen this side of Shui Anluo before.
"How dare you hit me! Do you have any idea who I am?" The delinquent cried out like a maniac after being slapped silly.
"In regard to the question of who you are, go home and ask your mother. What do you call someone who acts crazy at a place like this?" An Fengyang calmly remarked.
"An..." The delinquent replied, aggrieved.
