Xue Tiantian was stunned. Whenever she wanted to open her mouth to curse, Zhou Xiaoli would slap her hard.
It scared her.
She covered her face and did not dare to make another sound.
"Hmph! Did you think that I can't deal with you!" Zhou Xiaoli thought.
Zhou Xiaoli flexed her wrist and sneered.
Sigh, it was just a little troublesome.
At this moment, Wei Chiyu returned. He walked into the shop and saw the scene.
Pointing at Xue Tiantian, he frowned and asked, "Did you hit her?"
"Ah? That's right." Zhou Xiaoli was stunned. "What's wrong?"
At the same time, she wondered in her heart. "Wei Chiyu should not have had any interaction with Xue Tiantian before, right?" she thought.
Or did he think she was too rough?
Just as Zhou Xiaoli wondered, Wei Chiyu asked again. "Seems quite serious. What did you use to hit her with?"
Zhou Xiaoli shrugged. "What can I use? My hands."
