Ling Momo was too afraid to make a sound, her arm being pulled along by Li Qingshen until they reached the deserted villa garden. With a fierce motion, Li Qingshen flung Ling Momo's hand away, causing her entire body to stagger twice. Before Ling Momo could steady herself, Li Qingshen raised his hand and harshly slapped her face.
His movements were a series of quick, precise, and brutal actions without any warning.
First, Ling Momo heard a loud smack, and then she felt a burning pain pierce into her heart from her left cheek.
She stumbled back two steps, her mind initially a confused blank, before she realized that Li Qingshen had slapped her.
Only then did she belatedly raise her hand to cover her left cheek.
A pair of pitch-black, clear eyes were filled with shock and astonishment as she looked at Li Qingshen.
Li Qingshen's face was pale as he stood before her. His delicate and peerless features exuded a fierce sharpness.
