Xia Weiyi glanced faintly at Xu Zhiye and, without wasting any more words on her, turned her attention to Xu Ziqing.
She curved her lips into what seemed like a bright, stunning smile, but it made Xu Ziqing feel a chill down to her bones. Xu Ziqing moved her lips, wanting to shout, "What do you want?" but before she could speak, Xia Weiyi had already approached her.
She was so poised and elegant, but her eyes revealed a sharp ferocity. Without a word, she slapped Xu Ziqing across the face.
As the slap landed, Xia Weiyi nonchalantly inspected her palm and sighed softly, saying,
"Why have I recently become addicted to slapping adults? However, Miss Xu, I must say, your face is truly coarse—it's made my hand a bit sore."
Xu Ziqing was slapped out of the blue and mocked. She exclaimed with an "ah" and cursed, "Are you crazy?"
But she just cursed and didn't dare to really hit back because she had watched her own cousin get beaten black and blue by Xia Weiyi.
