Yu Jingrong was already upset. The pent-up anger in her and the way Cheng Qian treated Shen Anlingzi almost made her explode with rage.
Without a second thought, she charged forward, raised her hand, and delivered a solid slap across Cheng Qian's face.
The slap was hard, struck with all the strength she could muster, it was crisp, loud, and ruthlessly decisive.
Caught off guard by the sudden blow, Cheng Qian was taken aback and stood dazedly before he could react.
Yu Jingrong was quivering with anger, her chest heaving rapidly. She gritted her teeth, "Despicable! Shameless! Scoundrel! Bastard!"
"Mind your own business!" Cheng Qian glared furiously, raised his hand, preparing to retaliate against Yu Jingrong.
But his raised hand was caught by a larger one, which in turn, delivered a fierce slap back. With a crisp sound, a second slap landed harshly on his face.
Li Chengyun's eyes shone with a cold light as he spoke in a deep, menacing voice: "Get out!"
