Xia Mian's hand moved faster than her brain; while her mind was still excited, her left hand already blocked Han Xi's falling slap, while her right hand was raised and landed heavily on Han Xi's face.
"Is your family so poor they can't afford a bathroom? Need internal digestion? Spewing crap as soon as you open your mouth!" Xia Mian's lips curled into a cold smile, looking at Han Xi as if she were a dead dog by the roadside.
The waiter who had just helped Xia Mian settle the bill was stunned by this sudden change of events. Hearing Xia Mian's words now, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Having been hit, Han Xi was instantly infuriated. Ignoring the burning pain on her face, she lunged at Xia Mian again.
Before Han Xi could get in front of Xia Mian, Xia Mian had already lifted her skirt and kicked forward.
Seeing Xia Mian lift her leg, Yu Hongmei panicked and quickly stepped in front of Han Xi.
