Using all her strength, Wen Ya slapped Ji Qin in the face, and still not satisfied, she spat fiercely onto Ji Qin's face.
It all happened in an instant, and in the living room, including Ji Qin himself, Wen Yiming, Zhao Yali, and Wang Juan didn't react in time.
"Wen Ya, you bitch, what do you want to do?"
Wang Juan stood up, pointed at Wen Ya, and started cursing angrily.
"What do I want to do?"
She picked up the fruit knife from the fruit basket in one swift motion and held it in her hand. Seeing Wang Juan and Ji Qin's faces change, Wen Ya said hatefully, "I only regret not stabbing him to death that day. Tell me, what do I want to do?"
"You, you you..."
Trembling, Wang Juan wanted to retreat but had nowhere to go. Her legs weakened, and she fell back onto the sofa.
