Li Sicheng was sitting in the backseat leisurely. Just after he said something into the phone, he heard a loud snarl. Hearing a slap, Li Sicheng immediately became alert and commanded, "drive faster!" The sudden change in his tone alarmed Yang, and the car dashed off.
Getting another slap, Su Qianci's face turned to the side.
"Pretty indeed. It must have some other tricks up your sleeves to wrap my man around your finger." The rich lady kicked Su Qianci several times.
Gritting her teeth, Su Qianci remained silent. She looked up at the rich lady's face under heavy makeup coldly. Then, her eyes moved to the other women grabbing her hands and legs. She would remember all of them.
"What are looking at? Shameless bitch!"
"I don't know you. And I do not know your husband." Su Qianci's voice was a bit husky, but incredibly calm. "You will pay for what you did."
