Does the Sir Really Not Want to be Disclosed?

"Thud!" Pei Chunxue fell to the ground in astonishment.

Her face was slapped sideways, her mouth agape in shock, as she slowly covered her swollen right cheek.

Li Zhi's eyes shimmered like rippling water, the corners of her eyes forming a sharp arc, a cold tinge of water-red flickering in her gaze, as she shook her numbed hand.

In a bent posture, she grabbed Pei Chunxue's bun and forced her to look at her.

Li Zhi's plump lips curved into a cold and ruthless smile, a cold smirk in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, not reaching the depths of her eyes.

With a tender and delicate tone, she uttered the harshest words.

"My dear sister, why do you always insist on pushing me to break character?"

Li Zhi's hand patted Pei Chunxue's trembling face.

Her demonic smile, as if from the depths of hell, sent shivers down one's spine.

Qin Jiaojiao and Huo Qianqian instinctively held each other tightly, relieved that it wasn't them who had angered Li Zhi.

"Smack!"