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Chapter 3 - Chapter Three

Li Qiang looked down at her pretty stepsister, her heartbeat thumping in her chest.

"Ah, sister," she gently traced the red palm print on her own face that she had created using red blush powder.

"Aren't you supposed to be the prominent Young Miss Mo? Why do you look worse than a beggar's dog?" Li Qiang giggled as she landed another slap on her stepsister's right cheek.

If Xue Liqin's brain had been sluggish trying to catch up with current events before, she was now clear-headed from those two slaps.

@&#* these smelly brats!

Xue Liqin looked over towards this stinky girl; what happened to your flower-like expression when your brother was here, huh?

From what she could understand, these stupid kids mistook her for their big sister or something.

Xue Liqin had wondered if that big sister had done something wrong but seeing and hearing this little girl's (what do the netizens call them these days, green tea bitch, white lotus?) words, she realised that the big sister was probably just being bullied.

How hateful!

And that silly boy, could he not tell the red splosh of powder on his little sister's face looked nothing like a slap mark?!

She had initially thought it was just awful makeup taste, but now pondering about it, that stupid boy must've misunderstood the red cosmetic as a slap mark.

Tch, such a stinking boy with a low IQ, would get eaten in society.

Li Qiang wanted to give her sister another slap, but the other hurriedly stepped back, causing her hand to smack air.

"Mo Liling, are you going against me?!" Li Qiang gritted her teeth, her face blushing red in rage.

The girls around were also shocked. Didn't this demure Mo Liling naturally not fight back? What was she doing rebelling now?

Xue Liqin looked over each of these little rotten flower's face wondering if they really were this shallow, "should I just stand here and get slapped?"

Li Qiang was speechless, obviously!

"Mo Liling, no matter what, big brother is on the lookout, and he lets me punish you today; if you don't want this to drag on, then you better submit!"

Her shrill voice was really harsh on the ears; Xue Liqin realises that the brother and sister really were related, their voices were equally unpleasant.

Xue Liqin really wanted to express how it felt for her IQ to be slowly sucked out of her brain; she suddenly thought of the medieval European tarring and feathering torture method.

Why do I suddenly feel like doing that to these mouldy flower's right now?

"Look here, kiddo, go to opticians to get both yours and your brother's eyes checked, alright? I have wrinkles, massive eye bags, dry skin, middle-aged woman's face, do I look like your big sister to you?"

Xue Liqin sighed while gently rubbing both of her stinging cheeks, pouting slightly from the pain.

Li Qiang looked at that beautiful face that looked even more gorgeous after having been slapped, her hands itched, and she really wanted to hit her again.

Mo Liling has the type of persona that makes people itch to bully, and her beautiful features looked stunning after being tormented.

Li Qiang didn't hate Mo Liling, but it was the opposite; she was obsessed with her stepsister.

Mo Liling was gentle, too kind-hearted she was similar to a walking angel.

No matter how much Li Qiang was in a bad mood, she was instantly happy again after seeing her stepsister.

She felt that Mo Liling should be locked at home, in a safe place and put in a glass case to protect her from harm.

However, several months ago, large quantities of love letters were delivered to Mo Liling's hand, causing Li Qiang to have a sense of crisis.

Her sister was getting older; she would soon reach eighteen, a perfect age for engagements within the upper class.

Mo Liling was famous within the school campus, and her father's company was rather significant, so a lot of engagement requests would be delivered.

Being the only blood-related child of President Mo, the company would also be handed over to his biology child, Mo Liling.

Ever since then, Li Qiang's mood had been sour, and her frustration grew.

Her sister was going to be taken away by other people.

The first time she lashed out at her stepsister was when they were home together, and Mo Liling had just gotten off the phone after speaking to her male classmate.

Li Qiang had slapped her out of impulse; however, since that day, her courage grew, and she became obsessed with bullying her stepsister.

She planned it out; once they both reach adulthood, Li Qiang will take Mo Liling away and lock her up so only she could see her day in and out.

But today, those pair of tender and charming eyes seemed to have a sense of sharpness to them, and the aura around her turned from gentle and delicate to a rather dashing and confident vibe.

Li Qiang had been shocked, but her heart became hot again; she really wanted to drag her sister away and lock her up.

"Big sister, I guess your head had been knocked rather hard," Li Qiang's voice became slightly gentle as she spoke.

She heard that her sister had collapsed during class when she was doing a math equation on the board, a male student had taken her to the school infirmary.

Thinking that another man had touched her sister Li Qiang suddenly had the impulse to slap her sister again; how dare she let stinky boy's taint her?

She had given one slap for that male student and another slap because her elder brother had touched her big sister.

Meanwhile, Xue Liqin had nothing to say to this crazy lass; she just wants to go home.

She reached down and touch her trouser's pocket, reaching for her phone, however instead of her trousers, she felt a pleated skirt instead.

Shocked, Xue Liqin looked down and saw her lower body was dressed in black tights, black and white trainers, pleated black and white skirt.

She also had a long sleeve white shirt with a black vest with a logo attached to the left-hand side.

Finally, she wore a black tie on her neck.

It was rather cute.

Xue Liqin looked over at the school girls opposite her again before looking back at herself.

Which bastard put her into a school uniform?!

Wait, no, which a**hole changed her clothes?!