She pursed her lips, her bright eyes full of grievance: “Tang Jie, why didn’t you tell me you repeated a year in high school?” Chu Zheng glanced at her, and in an angle Chen Jing couldn’t see, his eyes slowly gathered a murderous intent. Xu Jing’s face turned iron-gray as she raised her hand to strike his face.
Growing up, Chu Zheng was the first person besides her parents to look at her with such a gaze. From the moment she entered, all eyes in the class were on her, and seeing this scene, they were horrified. This woman was too arrogant, daring to bully even their class president with Tang Jia present?! Chu Zheng seemed scared, his expression shocked and helpless, eyes wide open. Suddenly, a slender, fair hand reached out, gently grasping Xu Jing’s wrist. The force was very light, but Xu Jing seemed to lose all strength, her eyes filled with tears: “Tang Jie, are you going to bully me too?” Chen Jing slightly frowned: “Calm down.” Chu Zheng lowered his eyes, tightly staring at Chen Jing’s hand holding another’s wrist, feeling hurt and aggrieved. Xu Jing bit her lip, her right hand held by Chen Jing, not pulling back. Her left hand suddenly rose, catching Chen Jing off guard, and slapped Chu Zheng hard. She felt she had been blind before, thinking this bitch was handsome. Her force was heavy, and Chu Zheng deliberately didn’t dodge. The slap instantly swelled his fair, handsome face, the five-finger marks shockingly red.
