She said blandly, "Ms. Su, you really lack insight. This is what it means to be rude. When you hit my people just now, your face was truly disgusting."
Su Yurou clutched her face, looking at Qingwu in shock!
"You! You actually dared to hit me! Do your parents and brother know what kind of person you are? If President Pei finds out you are so uncultured, like a madwoman, he will surely abandon you!"
"Is that so?" Qingwu smiled lightly, her lips curving with a cold and sinister arc, like the chilling moon on the horizon, making one's heart palpitate.
"Slap—"
Another slap landed, swelling both sides of Su Yurou's face!
Su Yurou's face swelled immediately, looking like a pig's head.
Qingwu admired for a moment and felt some regret.
"I indeed prefer things a bit more symmetrical. It's just that the makeup on your left side is too thick and affected my judgment. How about another slap?"