The cold water splashed entirely onto Chen Kaijinâs face and chest.
Got her dead-center.
In this chilly weather, being doused unexpectedly, Chen Kaijin gasped with the cold, goosebumps immediately standing all over her body.
She realized what happened and instantly glared angrily, raising her hand to slap Ye Wanqing fiercely.
"You bitch, how dare you splash me with water?"
Ye Wanqing instinctively raised the basin to block her hand.
"Chen, donât push me too far!"
"You damn vixen, whoâs pushing whom? Youâre seducing someoneâs man, coaxing him to spend money on you, buy you a house, buy you clothes, dressing like a cheap little fox, and you dare say Iâm pushing too far?"
Chen Kaijin was soaked, shivering with cold, as her hand hit the basin, making her hand ache.
She was so furious that she could spit blood, pushing Ye Wanqing into the room.
"Today, Iâm really going to teach you a lesson like your parents should, youâre so young and already shameless, you bitch!"
Ye Wanqing was pushed hard and fell to the ground, unable to hold back her tears again.
Where has Deng Qingjiang gone? Is he really abandoning her?
He was holding her and calling her his sweetheart not long ago, but now he lets her be bullied like this!
"Iâll see if this dirty slut, expelled from school, dares to go home," Chen Kaijin cursed as she walked inside to open Ye Wanqingâs wardrobe, angrily picking through the clothes, "Bitch, relying on your youth to seduce men."
Those clothes looked like they wouldnât fit her, the sizes were small.
The more she looked, the angrier she became, finally picking a loose one and quickly changed into it.
She was soaked, should she catch a cold without changing?
After changing clothes, Chen Kaijin got more and more furious, immediately pulling all those clothes to the ground, and stood on them, stomping hard.
"These clothes were all bought with my manâs money, werenât they? I spit on you, how dare you wear them?"
Saying this, she started spitting on the clothes fiercely.
"Spit, spit, spit! Iâll let you wear them!"
Ye Wanqing got up from the ground, seeing her behavior, her eyes were red with hate.
"You nasty old hag!" She suddenly rushed at Chen Kaijin, ramming her stomach hard, knocking her down.
With a loud bang, Chen Kaijin fell heavily, her head hitting the ground hard with another thud.
Ye Wanqing wasnât satisfied, mounting her, slapping her face back and forth.
"Youâve already made me suffer like this, and you still wonât let me go! With your age, your skin sagging, fat rolling around your waist, you donât even look at yourself. You canât keep a man and blame me? Let me tell you, Deng Qingjiang chose me himself! He came to me himself! Whatâs it to do with me? I did nothing wrong!"
She slapped Chen Kaijin madly, at least ten times, before she noticed something was wrong.
Chen Kaijin didnât react at all.
She didnât even dodge, nor did she argue with her.
Ye Wanqing froze, stopping her actions, staring blankly at Chen Kaijin, only now realizing she wasnât moving at all.
"Ah!"
Ye Wanqing screamed in shock, falling off her, scrambling away in a panic, curling up while fearfully watching her.
"Hey? Hey?"
Her voice trembled.
But Chen Kaijin didnât react at all.