"You're trying to lecture me? Who do you think you are? My brother hasn't even married you yet. With just one word from me, you can forget about becoming the princess consort of S-country!" Shi Qing turned to look at Yi Luowa, "And you! A petty little opportunist! Tong Airui will eventually tire of you one day, and let's see who would even want a second-hand like you then..."
"Slap!"
"Slap!"
After two loud slaps, Shi Qing's vision immediately went starry, and she staggered before falling to the floor. Blood started trickling down both corners of her mouth. Dazed, Shi Qing looked up at the two people standing before her.
Tong Airui! You Jia! They both had struck out at her simultaneously. Shi Qing burst into tears with an "Ah!"
Long Che swung his large hand, sending the fruit plate on the coffee table flying.
