“Ji Weixi, how dare you hit me!”

Ji Jianing leveled a deadly glare at Ji Weixi . An impulse to slam that woman's head into the wall and give it one almighty stomp arose within her .

Born pampered and held on a pedestal since she was born, Ji Jianing had never even been scolded, much less slapped—leading to her present spoiled, self-important personality .

On the other hand, Ji Weixi had been self-reliant even as a child . Her parents had her do her bidding as if she was some inferior being, and Ji Jianing certainly never thought of her as an elder sister, even belittling her .

And yet, she had been slapped by that same person she scorned—twice, and very loudly .

She even called her ugly—did she even know how much money was spent on her face!

Her face was now bloating in crimson rage . In fact, her entire self was about blow up .

“What? Are you unhappy with me hitting you?” Ji Weixi smiled coldly . “Well, know that there aren't many who were honored with my slaps . You should feel proud, and of course that doesn't mean I won't accept a few kowtows in return . ”

Ji Jianing was to be blamed for setting her fans on her . After all, Ji Weixi was no longer the scared little cinnamon roll four years ago—she always paid her debts .

With tenfold interest .

That was what she learnt after spending four years overseas: it is a dog eat dog world, and only the fittest survive .

Her words instantly incensed Ji Jianing, who lunged at her, teeth and claws bared .

Just like a spurred wild dog .

However, just as Ji Weixi was about to reach Ji Jianing, they heard unhurried footsteps from outside the ladies' room .

A familiar figure then appeared before them .

Ji Jianing quickly hit the brakes and slapped herself twice more loudly and with no hesitation . After that, she sped outside and into Li Shaoling's arms .

Her tears began to roll with a thought as she choked with sobs . “Shao Ling, save me…”

Ji Weixi froze, dumbstruck and gaping .

What disturbing acting skills you have there, Sister . To gain sympathy, the means truly justified the ends .

Not to mention that she could put on a show at the drop of a hat . As expected of an actress—she was unstoppable .

Meanwhile, Li Shaoling was actually startled, his blank look making him appear endearing .

Where did this mad dog come from?

Ji Jianing's makeup was tatters after being awash in tears . Her mascara formed pandeyes after being left damp with the moisture, while her hair was utterly disheveled .

Wow . How miserable she looked—it was as if she was starring in a horror show .

Li Shaoling shoved her away, disgust clear on his face .

“Shao Ling…”

Ji Jianing began to cry even harder . After all, why would she give up?

“She hit me…” She cried, choking on her own tears . “My own sister hit me!”

Biting her lip, she grabbed Li Shaoling's hand and shook it, just like a child complaining to a parent about being bullied .

“It hurts, Shaoling! I didn't even complain after she took you away from me… why would she hit me? Did I insult her?! Shao Ling, it hurts… it's like the world has abandoned me… you're all I have, Shaoling…”

She was sobbing herself hoa.r.s.e, and Li Shaoling's face slowly darkened .

He approached Ji Weixi with a cold face .

At the same time, Ji Jianing's eyes twinkled . So that move still works with him .

He was going to teach Ji Weixi a lesson .

Hmph! Tasting a sweetness in her mouth, Ji Jianing thought then that her bond with Li Shaoling is nothing anyone could break after lasting so long .

Now, each time the man's leather shoes touched the floor, a crack was heard .

It was as if each crack was stamped on Ji Weixi's own heart .

Suddenly, he caught her hand, and a force attached them together .

As Ji Weixi's entire body stiffened, Li Shaoling lowered his eyes at her .

“Which hand did you hit her with?” He asked, the emotion behind it opaque .

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