PREVIEW
... raised her hand to block Dong Xiaoshuang's slap, Bei Qiu's conditioned reflex has become a habit. She grabbed Dong Xiaoshuang's murderous hand with one hand, and slapped it directly with the other hand.
'Snapped'…
A crisp sound resounded throughout the quiet banquet hall.
This slap Bei Qiu didn't take any strength, the same strength that hit Zhang Yuqi back then, is the same strength that he hit this woman.
Dong Xiaoshuang's face swelled up immediately.
Zhang ...
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