"Smack!"
The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the hall, piercingly loud.
In the crowd, Song Zihan held her face with a look of fury as she stared at an elegant lady in front of her. The lady, who looked as heavy as a barrel, wore a fierce expression, glaring with eyes enhanced by false eyelashes and botched double eyelids.
At that moment, the lady's aura was extremely menacing, especially with her menacing expression, making Song Zihan too frightened to speak.
The lady, with one hand on her hip and the other pointing fiercely at Song Zihan and Song Hanzhang, began a tirade, her spittle flying everywhere: "Two shameless vixens! How dare you seduce my man? I'll strip you of your clothes today!"
"Crazy woman! Who's seducing your man? Don't start slandering us!"
Song Hanzhang shielded Song Zihan behind her, her face full of anger.
