With all her might, Wei Shuying slapped Zhou Xueman across the face! Caught off guard, Zhou Xueman staggered and nearly fell to the ground.
SWISH—! She whipped her head up, instinctively clutching the side of her face as it burned with a fiery pain. Staring at Wei Shuying in disbelief, she snarled, "You dare hit me?"
Ever since she could remember, Zhou Xueman had been surrounded by a life of luxury. For years, she had used her family's wealth to ensure she never suffered the slightest grievance. The only exception was the last time she was here, when Qin Fan had made those humiliating demands.
Provoked by the slap, her pampered and arrogant nature flared. She completely forgot the danger she was in and, as if losing her mind, raised her hand to strike Wei Shuying back. But how could Qin Fan give her that opportunity? The instant Zhou Xueman raised her hand, he shot forward, seizing her by the throat and lifting her off the ground.
