Before she could finish her sentence, she was slapped so hard that her head was tilted to one side, and her ears were ringing.
Huo Ziang’s voice was bone-chilling. “Put away your smarts and self-righteousness. The person I love is Yanyan.”
“If Yanyan is willing to return to my side, do you think there’s still a place for you?”
“You’re just a plaything of mine. I gave you the title of fiancee, and you still dare to dream of becoming Mrs. Huo?”
His smile was full of mockery and ridicule. He slowly wiped his fingers with a handkerchief and threw it at Chen Xiangxiang’s face.
“Do your job, or get lost!”
Chen Xiangxiang covered her face and felt warm liquid flowing out of her nose. She touched it, and her hand was red.
Her heart felt like it had been hammered. Before she could realize what it meant, she heard a reminder that her favorability rating had increased.
Although it only increased by 1% , it made her ecstatic.
