Slap, Slap, Slap

"She wasn't too much? Hasn't that b*tch done enough already?" Ling Bing'er stared intensely at Shen Qingyue, her face contorted with anger. "Don't worry, I'll take revenge for you. That b*tch needs to pay the price..." She claimed it was for Wei Jiu'er, but she was also venting her own frustrations. Ever since Qin Zhen found out about her involvement in Shen Qingyue's kidnapping, he had been losing patience with her. If things continued like this, when her aunt passed away, Qin Zhen would surely no longer support the Ling family...

So, she had to capture Wei Jiu'er. With that thought in mind, she turned the steering wheel and sped toward the square. She blared the horn wildly, scattering the few people on the square, then floored the gas pedal, heading straight for Shen Qingyue.

Shen Qingyue noticed that the person in the car approaching from behind was Ling Bing'er, so she stopped in her tracks.