"You!" Yan covered her face and was about to take a step forward, while Han Xueyou took a step back. "This slap is to remind you—get lost if you are smart, or... my identity as a Young Miss Han of the Han family is not just a joke.”
Yan didn’t care and just rushed forward before giving her a slap in return.
She was fierce and fast. Before Han Xueyou could react, the slap had already reached her face.
"How dare you hit me?"
"Can't I hit you if you can hit me?” Yan rushed up and growled fiercely.
Han Xueyou covered her face and glared at her with rage, as if she was going to tear her apart. “Don’t think I won’t do anything to you just because you are Qi’s friend.”