Hearing this, Deng Meimei's laughter became even more disdainful, even bending forward and rocking back and forth with glee.
She pointed at Shen Zhou, "You mean to tell him to slap me ten times, don't you? Let's see if he dares to slap me. What's the matter, did I hit a sore spot, did I reveal your true identity, so you're jumping mad?"
"My judgement is really accurate."
"Shen Zhou, your girlfriend who works at the night club has told you to slap me ten times. Go on then, slap me, I want to see if you dare to hit me."
She stood with hands on her hips, looking smug.
Suddenly, a slap came flying over.
Smack!
It struck her face hard!
Deng Meimei was originally sitting on a chair, but the slap was so forceful that it knocked her to the ground along with the chair.
She covered her face and incredulously shouted, "Shen Zhou, you really dared to slap me!"
Suddenly, she froze.
