C3 (1/2)

”I just saw you snatching that necklace away from those people. Is that something very important to you? Do you need me to redeem it for you?” Chen Litong continued.

Gong Wan’er stared at Chen Litong, her good skin and hypocritical mouth looked extremely disgusting. She was obviously the person who destroyed Du Yang and her, but now she looked extremely arrogant.

”Or, if you kneel down and kowtow a few times to me, I'll get the people inside to return the things to you.” Chen Litong smiled, the way she commanded others to tell him that she knew those men, ”I can even give you a pair of shoes to wear.”

Gong Wan’er looked down, the shoes on her feet had disappeared. She must have dropped them when she was pushed out, and only then did she realize that all of this was caused by the woman in front of her, just to make a joke of herself.

”Boring!” She turned around with the intent to leave, but was pulled by Chen Litong by her clothes.

”Don't go, you don't want that necklace anymore?” Chen Litong said as she grabbed her collar with his other hand, ”Weren't you yelling so happily just now?”

Gong Waner's collar was ripped apart, revealing faint red colored kiss scars extending from her neck all the way to her chest.

Chen Litong saw everything clearly and was obviously stunned for a moment before she suddenly sneered.

”Oh, no wonder you stank of alcohol. Could it be that you went to sell?” If you don't have any money, just tell me! ”Maybe I will help you!” She said mockingly, ”If you beg me, I can help you find a few generous bosses.”

These words provoked Gong Wan’er, she angrily flung her hand away, raised her arm and fiercely slapped Chen Litong's face.

”Pah!”

Chen Litong was hit so hard that she was knocked to the side.

”Gong Wan’er, you slut actually dared to hit me!” She screamed crazily while covering her face with one hand and grabbed Gong Wan’er's hair with the other.

How could Gong Wan’er give in? The two women grabbed each other's hair and started tearing.

Out of the corner of his eye, Chen Litong saw a car driving over. He sneered and pushed Gong Wan’er towards that direction.

Gong Wan’er did not know what she was scheming at all. Last night, she had even done a high-intensity ”exercise”, and there was not a single part of her body that was not painful, but she could not pull Chen Litong away, and was quickly pushed to the edge of the stairs.

By then, the car was already four to five metres away from the two of them. Chen Litong pushed it with force and cursed fiercely, ”Go to hell.”

”AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Gong Wan’er exclaimed as he stepped on the air, flying down many steps, straight towards the tarmac. Seeing the car approaching, he was afraid but had no time to dodge.

The car was only half a meter away from her. She subconsciously closed her eyes and turned her head to the side.

There was the sound of a car brakes, and the pain she imagined didn't come, but because she was pushed down by the force of inertia and wasn't able to stabilize her body, she fell down in front of the car, hands still on the lights.

And the man who sat inside the car, with a pair of deep and beautiful eyes under his sunglasses, was precisely Mo Zhaoyun who was treated as a bull yesterday.

In fact, he had already seen the two of them tearing each other up. If he did not stop early, Gong Waner would have been severely injured and passed out.