Yao Feifei, thinking about how she was kicked out by La Xingze because of this woman, could no longer suppress the anger boiling inside her, which instantly burned away all her rationality.
Stomping in her high heels, she swiftly approached Tang Anzhi. Especially when she saw that enviable face, a voice in her heart surfaced, wanting to destroy that face and see how she would charm others afterward.
Just as she thought, her hand followed suit, swinging without any restraint, and her sharp nails were curved downwards, ready to scratch deeply while hitting.
However, before her hand could land, it was tightly restrained in mid-air, unable to move a bit. Suddenly, the severe pain in her hand made her scream out, "... My hand..."
Tang Anzhi released that hand, her sharp gaze sweeping over her. The moment she saw that face, a hint of disgust flashed by instinctively. She turned and prepared to leave.
