An Zhiyan's brow twitched, and Long Jing's brow twitched along with it. She quickly turned her head, incredulously looking at An Yiqing, who was lying on the ground, handcuffed.
...It can't be what she's thinking, can it?... It can't be?...
But the reality was cruel. When An Zhiyan yelled "Little sister" with heart-wrenching pain, Long Jing felt her world crumbling.
The chief instructor and this wealthy young lady are siblings, the chief instructor is this young lady's second brother, and this young lady said to let the chief instructor hit her...
Long Jing felt as if thunder was rolling over her head, leaving her completely dazed.
An Zhiyan had already rushed past Long Jing, ran to An Yiqing's side, and helped her up from the ground.
