Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Before the words fell, Feng Qingxue slapped her across the face.

With a crisp, resonating sound, the imprint of the slap was evident.

Wang Cuilan, Chen Xueniang, Lu Tianjun were taken aback, momentarily stunned. Only Little Fatty clapped his hands, his face turning red with excitement, his little fat body trembling, trying his best to crawl out of his seat, babbling his support for his mom to hit the bad guy.

Lu Tianjun hurried to hold back the excited Little Fatty.

Feng Qingxue glaring coldly at Zhao Mingfang, "Dare to curse at me again, see if I won’t break your filthy mouth! Although a true gentleman speaks, not acts, when dealing with shameless people, even a gentleman cannot suppress his anger. Not to mention, she has never considered herself a gentleman. She’s the kind of woman difficult to manage, according to the saying. If anyone dares to insult her, she dares to fight back.

She’s a good person, why should she endure others’ obscenities?

When dealing with people like Zhao Mingfang, just one word, slap. Slap hard in the face, so she shuts up, so she becomes afraid. Physical force is more useful than any language, force overcomes everything.

Zhao Mingfang’s head was swiveled to the side. She covered her face and slowly turned back, her eyes welling up with tears. She looked at Feng Qingxue in shock, her lips trembled, "You dare to hit me? My parents never hit me. You dare to hit me?"

Feng Qingxue scoffed, "Say one more swearword, you’ll see if I dare to or not. I dare to hit you so hard that even your parents won’t recognize you!"

Her face was cold and her presence was imposing.