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Yin Shaojie pushed Han Qiqing away. It was only then that he let go of Mu Xiaoxiao and looked at her stomach. His brows furrowed as he asked, âShe kicked you?â
Knowing that she couldnât hide the fact anymore, Mu Xiaoxiao nodded in assent.
Even if she didnât admit this now, Yin Shaojie would have checked her entire body once they got home out of worry./updated by ReadNovelFull.com
Yin Shaojie gritted his teeth. His gaze was now ferociously deadly, and he clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
âYou deserve to die, woman!â ( .c om )
Ye Sijue walked over and he looked at the scene with his blue eyes before saying, âShe deserves more than death.â
Yin Shaojie and Han Qiqing looked up at him.
Ye Sijue walked over to the window and pulled the deep red curtains aside, letting the bright sunlight in.
âLook at Xiaoxiaoâs face,â he said.
Yin Shaojie and Han Qiqing turned around to look and sucked in their breaths.
There were obvious slap marks on Mu Xiaoxiaoâs face. It was evident that she must have been slapped really hard.
Han Qiqing stood up in fury and roared at Han Xueâer, âYou slut! How dare you treat Xiaoxiao like this? You motherf*cker! I will kill you today, or I swear Iâm not Han Qiqing!â
She rushed towards her after her speech.
Han Xueâer saw Han Qiqingâs slap coming and tried to dodge it.
Han Qiqing was boiling mad and shouted at Song Shijun, âCome over and hold her down! I must slap her until her skin splits and her flesh bursts out!â
Song Shijun didnât want to do it. He shot a look at the policeman beside him and said, âGo over and help her.â
The policeman dared not defy him, for he was the mayorâs son!
He could only thicken his skin and hold Han Xueâer down.
Han Xueâer screamed loudly, âLet me go! Youâre the police! How can you help them! Just arrest me! Hurry up and arrest me!â
Her heart ran cold, and she started to tremble at the thought of Young Master Jieâs gaze earlier.
She would rather be arrested by the police right now!
The policemen looked at each other and chose to ignore her unanimously.
Han Qiqing smirked as she walked towards Han Xueâer, contempt in her gaze.
She lifted her hand up high and let it swoop down in a heavy motion.
Slapââ!
The sound rang out, resonant.
Even Song Shijun jumped in fright. How could a slap ring out so loudly? This was his first time experiencing such a thing!
The force of the blow made Han Xueâer slant to one side. In mere seconds, her face reddened, and there was even blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
âHan Qiqing, you sluââ
Before she could finish her insult, another slap landed on her face.
Slapââ!
This time, the force of the slap almost caused Han Xueâer to fall to the ground.
Han Qiqing shook her hand. Her palm felt numb, for she had used up almost all her strength just now.
âHow many times did you hit Xiaoxiao? Three times? Five times? Anyway, I donât care. Iâll take it as five times, and Iâll return you double what you did to Xiaoxiao!â ( .c om )
With that said, she threw another slap at her.
After slapping the right side of her face, she had to be slapped on the left side to balance things out.
If her hand didnât hurt from this, Han Qiqing would have slapped her more than ten times. She really wanted to bash Han Xueâer up until she looked like a pigâs head!
After being hit ten times, Han Xueâer felt her entire head go fuzzy.
Unable to balance on her feet, she fell to the ground in a terrible mess.
After taking revenge for Mu Xiaoxiao, Han Qiqing dusted her hands and returned to Mu Xiaoxiaoâs side.
She sounded as if she took all the credit for the work as she said, âIs that enough? If not, Iâm okay with expending some more effort to slap her a few more times.â