Liang Mingmin's expression turned ugly when she saw Zhuo Zheng walking toward her.
"Zhuo Zheng, don't you dare!
"If you dare to hit me, my father will definitely not let you off."
"I'll also make you suffer a fate worse than death," she said ruthlessly.
If she didn't say that, Zhuo Zheng wouldn't be so angry.
Now, his anger from her humiliation came back.
Especially since his father usually pampered Liang Mingmin so much, he had long been unhappy with his so-called elder sister.
His face was cold. "Then I'll wait."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand without hesitation and gave Liang Mingmin a loud slap.
Liang Mingmin covered her face in disbelief. "Zhuo Zheng, are you crazy? You're just a small merchant's son. How dare you hit me? "
The last time Zhuo Zheng hit her, she thought that it might be because she made the first move, so he was impulsive.
