Xue Long clutched his burning face, watching Zhao Qingqing in terror. "Miss Zhao, that scumbag was the one who hit you. Why... why are you hitting me?"
"Shut up! You dared to mock me. Just wait until I've dealt with this stinking beggar, then I'll take care of you!"
Xue Long's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and his legs trembled. I'm starting to regret coming to watch this show. The thought of Zhao Qingqing dealing with me later… He wished he could kneel and beg for mercy right now.
This is ridiculous! She's the young lady of a top-tier family in Jinling City. Forget about me; even my uncle can't afford to provoke her. He desperately wanted to tell Zhao Qingqing that he wasn't mocking her. But even if I say it, she won't believe me.
Zhao Qingqing, however, didn't spare him another glance. She turned, pulled a baseball bat from her car, and charged furiously toward Lin Xiao.
Just then, a teasing voice reached Zhao Qingqing's ears.
