Hey, Chen Yuan.
This is really going to be a problem.
With tension, she lifted her head and looked at the boy who had cleanly cut himself off from her, even forbidding the mention of his name. Feng Sha was truly panicked this time.
If Chen Yuan didn't step in now, she was sure to be ruthlessly dealt with by these girls.
So, she looked at him with almost pleading eyes.
But he clearly had no intention of helping.
After finishing that sentence, Chen Yuan walked away.
Immediately after, the slap came the next second.
It struck with a crisp smack, so distinct and clear.
A few passersby who were in the vicinity stopped in their tracks, taking a few extra glances.
"Let's go, have a little private chat," the woman, resembling Senior Sister MeiYu, grabbed Feng Sha's arm, ready to drag her off to a secluded area behind the school.
Feng Sha knew that if she were taken away, that would be the end.