Chapter 36 Why is This Hand So Provoking?

"Slap."

Jiang Nanshu instinctively backhanded her in return.

The pretty girl's face turned to the side, revealing a red palm print; the mint candy in her mouth was crushed, slicing her oral mucous membrane, and finally, she spat a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva onto the ground.

Jiang Nanshu looked at her hand in shock; before the pretty girl could speak, she preemptively admitted her fault with a hint of shame, "I'm sorry, I don't know why, my hand—it has a mind of its own."

Everyone's eyes were wide with surprise, as if they hadn't anticipated Jiang Nanshu would back down so readily.

What a venomous excuse that was.

"Heh," the pretty girl's face twisted momentarily, "Jiang Nanshu, you're asking for death."

Jiang Nanshu really felt she couldn't explain herself, why was her hand so eager to act up? After hitting Cheng An, now she had hit another.

It even made her own hand hurt.

But Jiang Nanshu thought that to apologize sincerely was the only way to get forgiveness.