Zhang Xinlan and Ye Chen stood face to face in opposition, feeling it incredible that such despicable men could exist in this world.
"Shall we?" Ye Chen asked cautiously.
"Slap!"
Zhang Xinlan couldn't hold back any longer, raising her hand and delivering a slap that resounded crisply across Ye Chen's face.
"Very good, another?" Ye Chen said with a despicable eagerness.
"Slap!"
Zhang Xinlan glared furiously at Ye Chen, unable to stand the sight of someone so vile in this world, so she raised her hand and slapped him again.
"Feeling any better? If not, I can still take it," Ye Chen said.
"Slap!"
The beautiful but heartless woman glared at Ye Chen as if to say, are you capable of not being vile?
"There's still anger in your eyes. Go on!"
"Slap!"
Zhang Xinlan didn't hold back, feeling the rage inside her, wishing she could flay Ye Chen and drink his blood.
"Slap!"
"Slap!"
"Slap!"
"..."
