Ning Shuqian was just in the midst of flipping through the reports about the jewelry exhibition, still clad in the light purple nightgown that hung loosely on her body, exposing her fair, porcelain skin and her voluptuous cleavage.
Ning Shuqian's face was still rather swollen from the five hard slaps that Wen Xinya had given her. When she first suffered the slaps, she felt a stinging pain in her face, though they did not look too gruesome or severe because she had covered the marks with thick concealer.
Although Ning Shuqian immediately put on some medicated cream as soon as she returned home last night. After an entire night, the swelling had subsided but the marks still looked rather daunting. Her sultry good looks suddenly became unbearable to look at.
At this moment, Ning Shuqian grimaced after reading the reports about her in the newspapers and magazines.
