Lou Yan was shouting, "Help!"
Then, she reached out for Ouyang Xiaojun's face.
Ouyang Xiaojun did feel something in her pocket and moved forward to snatch it, only to see Lou Yan's palm swinging towards her.
She dodged to the side, avoiding Lou Yan's slap, and then raised her hand and slapped Lou Yan's face hard.
"Slap—" a loud sound echoed.
It was obvious that the slap was anything but light.
Ouyang Xiaojun said furiously, "I'm hitting you for recording, for trying to use a recording to frame me for murder, see how I won't give you a good thrashing!"
"Slap—" two slaps.
"You just said I hit you? You recorded it, right? But I hadn't hit nobody yet, if I don't hit you now, wouldn't I be wasting your 'thoughtfulness'!"
"Slap—" three slaps.
"You've always made my life difficult, framed me; I've disliked you for a long time. You're nothing but Lou Xian's sister—you're not Lou Ming's wife. What gives you the right, the right to..."
"Slap—" four slaps.
