Even without her memories, Shen Qingqing could still distinguish between good and bad.
Let's not even talk about the things she'd forgotten—whose fault they were. Even if it truly was her issue, she wouldn't allow anyone to point at her nose and curse her.
Shen Qingqing tilted her head and silently exhaled. The incessant chatter of the person next to her continued in her ears.
"Shen Qingqing, do you have any self-respect? Can't you have a bit of dignity? Don't turn other people's courtesy into an excuse for your shamelessness!"
The anger in her heart could no longer be suppressed.
"Smack!"
A slap landed on her face, leaving Li Hongyan stunned.
Shen Qingqing raised her chin slightly, her expression proud, showing no regret for her actions.
On the contrary, it felt like she'd let out a long-held breath.
She felt incredibly relieved!
Li Hongyan held her face. It took her a few seconds to understand what had just happened.
"Shen Qingqing, how dare you hit me!"
