This slap, Qiao An used all her strength.
It harshly landed on Ji Qingxin's face with a smack.
Ji Qingxin's scream then sharply rose, "You slut, how dare you hit me!"
Although it was late to react, Ji Qingxin lunged toward Qiao An with extreme speed. Qiao An hadn't expected her to be so bold, as a pregnant woman.
Not caring about the child in her belly, she pounced at her.
Her instincts told her to dodge, but her eyes were glued to Ji Qingxin's protruding abdomen, and in the end, her feet were rooted to the ground as if they were nailed down, unmoving.
I can't dodge!
It would endanger the child if I dodged!
Ji Qingxin saw this point clearly; that's why she attacked back so recklessly, with fearless arrogance.
Her raised hand flailed wildly at that hateful face Qiao An wanted to tear apart.
Smack smack smack.
Blows from left and right.
Qiao An retreated step by step. Ji Qingxin pressed on relentlessly, her aggressive stance leaving no room to escape.
