Mo Di's face turned deathly pale. "Who are you..."
Nan Jiaojiao's expression turned fierce as she pressed Mo Di's entire face against the wall. "Which foot did you use to touch her just now?"
"Wha, what?"
"This one?"
Nan Jiaojiao kicked out and shattered Mo Di's right knee.
"Ahhh!!!"
The woman's screams were so shrill they made one's scalp tingle. Nan Jiaojiao's expression did not even flicker as she coldly glanced at Mo Di's intact left foot and asked, "Or was it this one?"
"Baby."
Lu Zhenzhen managed to stand up with the help of the sofa, leaned against the back of it for a moment, and smiled, "Don't actually cripple her, she still needs to make money for Gao Zhe."
Nan Jiaojiao stiffly turned around and glared at Lu Zhenzhen.
Lu Zhenzhen's drunkenness was scared away by a good amount, hastily smashed the wine bottle she was holding, and sheepishly said, "Her little lies can't fool me, calm down."
