"Bang!" The sound echoed, leaving the café in utter silence. Almost everyone turned to look at them. Xiao Yu's palm burned fiercely, anger and sorrow interweaving in her heart, culminating in an endless stream of disappointment.
"Fu Jiu, how can you defame me like this?"
Fu Jiu clutched her burning cheek, looking at Xiao Yu standing opposite her in disbelief. Her expression was almost twisted, "You, you hit me?"
Xiao Yu's hand trembled at her side. Despite everything Fu Jiu had done over the years, she'd never laid a hand on her. But her words just now cut deep, leaving her unable to bear it anymore.
