"Yes, Young Madam." The bodyguard immediately stepped forward and punched Lin Yaping...
Lin Yaping cried out in pain, unable to dodge, glaring at her with hatred, "Luo... Luo Qiangwei... you..."
Luo Qiangwei twirled her long hair around her finger, her smile faint and derisive. "You once watched me being beaten like this, even took part in it. It hurts, doesn't it?"
But in her past life, she was pregnant, and when Lin Yaping trampled her stomach with high heels, crushed her fingers, did she know what pain was—
As Lin Yaping was beaten into a pitiful and disheveled state, Luo Qiangwei didn't understand or hear clearly what she was saying. Without saying anything more, she simply left a message with the driver and turned away from the alley.
"Hit where it hurts, but don't kill her."
......
Contrary to what the bodyguard had thought, Luo Qiangwei didn't wait in the car outside the alley. Instead, she took a taxi straight away.
