He Yiran felt like cursing when she heard what Mei Mengzhen said at first, but after the rest, she was at a loss for words. Suddenly, she realized Mei Mengzhen wasn't putting up with it like before. "Why did you actually fight back this time? You've heard even nastier stuff before and managed to endure it—what made you snap now?"
Before, she thought Jiang Xiumei was going to die, so she just tolerated it. What's the point of arguing with someone who's practically dead? But now, Jiang Xiumei might not die after all, so why should she keep holding back? "She provoked me right in front of so many people. If I didn't hit her, I'd look way too spineless. Besides, I can't just play the martyr all the time. You don't even know—it happened so fast, I jumped right onto the hospital bed and slapped her several times. Her mouth was bleeding in no time, then I just yanked her up with one hand. The way everyone got scared was so damn satisfying."
