"No… no! Don't do this…" Qiao Yanqi shook her head in fear and looked at Qiao Yanhui pleadingly. Her eyes were filled with desperation as she begged Qiao Yanhui to save her, his sister, and not let Xu Qing decide her life or death.
However, in the next second, Qiao Yanqi was stunned. She watched in disbelief as Qiao Yanhui took out a palm-sized iron ruler from somewhere and handed it to Xu Qing.
"Use this. Don't hurt your hand. Your hand is too precious for such a thing." Qiao Yanhui thoughtfully handed Xu Qing an iron ruler as thick as a palm. From Xu Qing's expression, he knew that she wanted to slap Qiao Yanqi. However, if she used her hand to slap such a b*tch, how painful would it be? Force was mutual. How could Qiao Yanhui bear to let her do it?!
