Zhou Ying wiped away her tears. Then, she quickened her footsteps toward Tang’e. The latter looked terrified and fearful. Zhou Ying didn’t hesitate as she raised her arm.
Slap! Slap!
Zhou Ying’s smack was hard and she used a lot of strength. Tang’e staggered, and there was a clear handprint on her face; blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth.
The crowd sighed.
Tang Taishan and the Sun Family members’ faces were ashen and their expressions were blank.
They never ever thought that this Chu Feng was actually so arrogant and outrageous that he would instruct Zhou Ying to hit her future mother-in-law.
This was so disrespectful.
Even Zhou Ying, who had an astonished expression on her face, couldn’t believe that she had the courage to slap Tang’e across the face.
“Y-You dare to hit me?” Tang’e shrieked. She felt like she had lost her dignity when someone from a younger generation had slapped her in public.
As the matriarch of the Sun family, she had always felt superior and esteemed. It was she who hit others. Who would dare to hit her?
“You lowly woman. How dare you hit me? I’ll fight you!”
Tang’e was reaching her boiling point with anger and humiliation, so she didn’t think of Chu Feng as a deterrence as she yelled.
Holding her swollen face, she lunged at Zhou Ying like a vixen.
Even without Chu Feng’s instruction, Luo Gang stood in front of Zhou Ying to protect her. He kicked Tang’e’s stomach with one leg and the latter flew backward and landed against a table, resulting in a loud crash. Wine and dishes spilled all over her and drenched her from head to toe. She looked a complete mess.
“Keep hitting.” Chu Feng frowned and told Zhou Ying, “I didn’t ask you to stop.”
The corners of the mouths of the people in the crowd twitched.
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