Seeing Xiyan like this, Qianmo was absolutely thrilled.
See? I told you, no man could endure his own woman sleeping with another man.
Heh, how does it feel to be yelled at?
She stepped forward quickly, right in front of Ou Jue, raised her arm and directly slapped Xiyan across the face. Pointing at her nose, she indignantly said, "Xia Xiyan, how can you be so shameless! Ou Jue treats you so well, how can you do this to him?!"
The slap was loud, sounding like it carried all the strength Qianmo had.
Xiyan seemed to have lost her senses, her pupils unfocused and staring blankly ahead.
Her mind buzzed, and her cheek... it hurt so much.
Why did Qianmo think she could hit her?
What right did she have, under what pretense, to slap her?
Gripping the blanket tightly in her hands, Xiyan finally snapped out of it. She wanted to get up and slap back, but in her current disheveled state, there was no way she dared to stand up casually.
