Hit right, cousin!" Xia Lihua couldn't help but laugh watching Xia Mengrui's face turn green.
"W-Why?" Xia Mengrui covered her mouth in surprise. The woman standing in front of her was still as exquisite as she was before but but there was an air of opulence and intimidation that she had never seen before. "Why are you here?"
"Why do you care?" Xia Lihua responded with a calm and composed tone, though her eyes betrayed a subtle sense of resilience.
Xia Mengrui's lips trembled as she nervously babbled, "You shouldn't be back in the capital."
"I had to come back to meet my dear family." Xia Lihua grinned. She had a score to settle with Xia family.
This time she won't back away! She had come back to take revenge on those who had mistreated her. Xia Mengrui was one of the culprits of her misfortune. They dragged her down to her lowest and she wouldn't let it slide.
Xia Mengrui couldn't stop shivering when she heard Xia Lihua's malevolent tone. This girl had changed.
"If you dare to pull any funny tricks you will lose your mother's properties!" She threatened Xia Lihua with a confidence she didn't feel.
Xia Lihua raised her eyebrow. "You think you are in a position to threaten me?" She bent down and whispered in Xia Mengrui's ears, "What if I go and tell what you have done in the past to young master Yang?"
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Heh, you think I wouldn't dare?"
"Bitch! Who do you think you are!"
"I heard that you have dropped out of Soprano Arts Academy. Did you tell your teacher that I was the one who sang your songs?"
Xia Mengrui was hysteric at Xia Lihua's provocation.
"Bitch you better know you place! Are you here to seduce young master Yang?" She tried to grab Xia Lihua's hair.
Xia Lihua was faster than Xia Mengrui. She twisted her arms, locking her wrists.
Slap!
The sound of a resounding slap filled the bathroom, leaving a momentary silence in its wake. Xia Mengrui, caught off guard, took a few seconds to register the pain that followed, letting out a pained grunt as the stinging sensation lingered on her cheek.
Xia Lihua slapped her again with all the strength she could gather.
"You-"
Slap!
"You insolent bitch!" Xia Mengrui looked dreadful with her face swollen red, blood on her lips and mascara running down as tears pitifully leaked from her eyes.
"Do you want to get hit again?" Xia Lihua's voice dropped low which terrified her.
"This isn't over!" Xia Mengrui broke free and stumbled over to the sink. Watching her grotesque reflection she was horrified and cursed Xia Lihua all over again.
Xia Lihua didn't want to waste another moment. She snatched her baseball cap from Xia Mengrui's hand and turned to leave.
"You can't leave like that. We are not done yet!"
"You, wash your face. You wouldn't want to appear in front of young master Yang looking like a witch." Xia Lihua didn't wait for her response as she walked out of the bathroom.
Xia Lihua felt that something was off, so she raised her head and looked straight ahead. Her footsteps stopped in their tracks.
She saw the man standing in the hallway looking as suave as ever. His chiseled face and sophisticated appearance was getting a lot of attention.
Yang Lingyun.
Xia Lihua quickly wore her cap and brisked her pace. When she was about to head out of the hotel she was taken aback by the sight of the sky which was engulfed in dark clouds and it was pouring heavily.
Having no choice she went back inside and stood near the hallway, waiting for the rain to stop.