"What else can I do?" Wen Wan deliberately elongated her tone, exuding an air of helplessness. Just as the other person looked down upon her, she swung backhand at Rong Xiya with a slap, "An eye for an eye!"
Rong Xiya, holding her aching left cheek, was so furious that she pounced towards Wen Wan. Wen Wan dodged back and whispered with a laugh, "Does Miss Rong want another beating?"
"You—"
Tiantian rushed over, intending to help, but a boy reached out and pulled her, pushing her to the ground and even kicking her as well.
"Tiantian." Wen Wan's expression changed drastically at the sight, and she immediately grabbed a wine bottle from the neighboring table and smashed it over the man's head.
Blood... so much blood...
"Motherfucker, do you want to die? I'll kill you today!" The man turned and glared at Wen Wan, touching the wound with his hand. When he saw the blood on his hand, he erupted in anger.
