"Pfft—" Nanqing burst out laughing.
She had clashed with Zhu Tingting for so many years, but this was the first time she'd seen Zhu Tingting suffer such a loss.
Looking at Zhu Tingting's face, blue and purple and swollen, it was just too funny!
It was precisely because of this slap that Nanqing had completely forgotten how Qiao Jing had once slapped her.
Not only that, she found herself feeling much more fond of Qiao Jing.
Zhu Tingting got up from the ground, her face distorted with rage.
"I'm dirty and smelly? You're the one who's dirty and smelly! Your mom is dirty and smelly, your whole family is shit!"
"Hiss—" Nanqing gasped, stepping back.
The stage was all Qiao Jing's now.
No sooner had Nanqing stepped back than she heard a series of "smack smack smack—" slap sounds.
Listening to it made Nanqing feel so good.
Looking at Zhu Tingting's face, more swollen than a pig's head, Nanqing burst out laughing.