With that slap, a red mark in the shape of a hand appeared on Qiao Anxin's pretty face.
The slap shocked Qiao Anxin.
She held a hand to her cheek as a look of disbelief emerged on her face. When she snapped back to her senses, she lifted her arm, all ready to return the slap.
Then, a familiar figure appeared in the corner of her eye. She hurriedly retracted her hand and pretended to stagger backward.
Qiao Mianmian had not understood what was going on, but her sister suddenly looked afraid, even traumatized, as she looked at her. "Sister, I'm sorry, I know I'm in the wrong. But I can't control my feelings, I really love Brother Ah Ze. Sister, please forgive me, please don't hurt my child."
She looked like she was about to fall to the ground.
Out of the blue, the door was pushed open swiftly as a man dashed in. "Anxin!"
The man hurriedly held Qiao Anxin tightly.
"Anxin, are you alright?"
The man was Su Ze.
