Zhao Rui sneered at those words and said, "Compensate? You motherf—, if I knew you were acquainted with this little bastard—"
Before she could finish, Zhou Yuwen grabbed Zhao Rui by the arm.
"Ah! What are you doing?!"
*Slap!*
Zhou Yuwen slapped her hard. "Who are you calling a little bastard?"
"You!"
*Slap!*
Another slap across the face. "I'm asking again, who's the little bastard?!"
This time Zhou Yuwen was genuinely furious. Damn it, a half-grown girl, and her mouth's this filthy?
Who taught her this?
"You,"
*Slap!*
Yet another slap.
"You've got guts, I like girls with guts like you. Go on, say it again, who's the little bastard?"
Zhao Rui's face was red from the slaps, but Zhou Yuwen showed no mercy. He held her there, ready to strike again if she dared to speak.
The onlookers started to feel uncomfortable.
"Zhou Yuwen, you're bullying a girl..." Luo Jialiang couldn't help speaking up.
"Shut up."
