"My waist! My waist!"
Li Sulan cried out in pain, the vegetables beneath her digging into her back, while Hu Zhi continued yanking her hair so hard it felt like her scalp might tear off.
The violent tugging from Hu Zhi ignited the anger that had been brewing in her chest.
The Sang Family was just so shameless. She hadn't even gone after Hu Zhi to settle accounts yet—for forcing Chu Xi to drop out of school to work, leaving her at twenty years old still stuck repeating senior year.
And yet Hu Zhi dared to act all bold after calling her a miser. Was the one million she gave the Sang Family not enough to buy Hu Zhi's respect?
"I'll fight you to the death!" Li Sulan roared. She grabbed a fistful of Hu Zhi's hair, and the two grappled fiercely.
One pinned the other down, only for the other to flip over and pin her back again. Neither was willing to let the other go.
