Qin Jiao said coldly, "Lin Nian, I hope this is the first and last time I hear you say something like that! If I hear anyone at school saying it again, I'll know it came from you. And every time I see you, I'll hit you."
Lin Nian snorted. "Hit me? Qin Jiao, are you some kind of lunatic? Besides, it's the truth. Shen Yi is a cold-blooded animal who'd watch someone die and do nothing. Did I say anyth—"
SLAP!
Qin Jiao had slapped her across the face.
'It's not like I think Shen Yi is a good person, either,' Qin Jiao admitted to herself. 'Especially in my last life. He was an awful person and an even worse husband.'
But that didn't mean other people could use such a gloating tone to slander the trauma he'd suffered in his childhood.
