Her usual calmness, grace, and virtue had vanished entirely.
She even hurled coarse insults like "slut".
"Slut, I'm going to kill you!" Wang Qing had completely lost her sanity and lunged forward, tearing at Wang Qiling.
Wang Qiling was not intimidated but instead smiled faintly.
Seventeen years had passed, and her elder sister had made no progress at all.
It seems...
...the years had been too comfortable for her.
She gently raised her hand.
"Slap!"
A crisp slapping sound echoed through the air.
Instantly, a bright red handprint appeared on Wang Qing's face. The slap was so hard that Wang Qing saw stars.
Mu Lanke was so frightened that she was rooted to the spot, not daring to reach out to help.
"This slap is for Lili. Trading her daughter for glory and favoring one over the other—you don't deserve to be called a mother!"
Just as Wang Qing hadn't yet reacted,
"Slap," another slap rang out!
Wang Qing staggered and fell to the ground, her face swelling on both sides.