La Zhuangzhuang, wearing high heels, confidently walked over like a fashion model and stopped in front of Yan Luoxi. She took off her sunglasses and looked down at her like a proud queen.
"Yan Luoxi, we meet again."
Yan Luoxi's eyes curved in a sweet smile, but her words were anything but polite, "Annoying flies can never be chased away, no wonder there's a saying 'a scourge lasts for a thousand years.'
La Zhuangzhuang's face colored slightly before she regained her composure, "You really have a big life."
"Seeing someone who has done so much evil stand unashamedly in front of their victim is indeed rare."
Yan Luoxi narrowed her eyes, her gaze sharp as it fixed on La Zhuangzhuang. Even heavy makeup couldn't conceal the finger marks on both her cheeks, which showed how fierce the other party had been.
Could it have been God Li who did it?
