However, Su Ran had used quite a bit of force in that slap, and Zhao Yiyi failed to stay on her feet, falling directly to the ground.
Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, turning her cheek bright red as it quickly swelled.
"Yiyi..."
Shockingly, Su Xinyan exclaimed and rushed to Zhao Yiyi's side, helping her up.
"Yiyi, are you alright?"
Zhao Yiyi's eyes were red with anger as she stared coldly at Su Ran, speechless.
Seeing the swelling on her cheek, Su Xinyan's eyes immediately filled with distress, and the rims began to redden.
"Sister, how could you hit someone?"
Disapprovingly looking at Su Ran, her reddening eyes were laced with reproach.
Su Ran snorted lightly, walked over to Zhao Yiyi, and grabbed her jaw.
Zhao Yiyi struggled instinctively, unable to break free. The more she resisted, the harder the grip on her chin became.
With a slight lean, Su Ran's tone was icy and piercing.
"If I hear those two words from your mouth again, beware I might tear it apart."