Looking at Wang Xue with a mink fur coat draped over her shoulders, exuding the air of a noblewoman, a cold sneer crept up my lips.
Once... during childhood, this woman would countless times wear her mink fur coat, don the most luxurious jewels, and stand arrogantly in front of me and Mu Qingqiu, treating human lives like worthless weeds.
Yes, cruel, cold-blooded.
Mu Wan's lips quirked into a hollow smile. Raising her eyes to look at the woman before her, whose aging reality could only be concealed by high-end cosmetics, she directly stepped towards her.
"Mu... Mu Wan, what are you going to do?"
"Slap..."
Mu Wan responded by directly raising her hand and delivering a heavy slap across the woman's face.
"Ah... you little bitch, how dare you hit me..."
"Slap..."
After the slap on her left cheek, Mu Wan then dealt another heavy slap with her backhand to the woman's right cheek.
