"You useless waste!"
Zheng Pianpian couldn't contain her anger and slapped her again.
To think she had squandered such a great opportunity to harm others; who knew when the next chance would come!
"Zheng, don't be angry anymore. You should hurry back, it's almost time for your singing performance," the assistant said, covering her swollen cheeks with her hands.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Pianpian finally let her go, giving her a hateful stare before muttering a few curses and leaving.
Only after she was gone did the assistant release her hands. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, her face swollen like a pig's head, and tears immediately started flowing again.
If it weren't for the lack of money, she would have quit her job long ago.
But she couldn't.
At home, there was her paralyzed father and her mentally challenged sister depending on her for support.
Shaking, the assistant started crying once more.
