Song Wanyi followed He Jinhong home, and just as she stepped through the door, still in her shoes, He Jinhong suddenly turned around and slapped her loudly on the face, stunning her on the spot.
"Have you gone mad?"
Song Wanyi felt a burning pain on her face and, furious, raised her hand to hit him back. But as she lifted her arm, he grasped her wrist tightly, as if he intended to break it.
"How dare you hit me?" she struggled and asked angrily.
He Jinhong let out a sarcastic "Hmph," "Feeling wronged? Although you hide it well, I'm not blind. Sneaking glances at He Lao Er, what are you trying to do?"
Song Wanyi stared stubbornly at He Jinhong, yet her voice carried hints of grievance, "If only you treated me as well as you used to, I wouldn't have gone to him. You wouldn't help me with theLoan Sharks, so I had to find someone else to help."
He Jinhong shook off her hand and turned around to sit and change his shoes, apparently unmoved by her words.