Ignoring the strange sll, she reached out and pinched Xing Ying’s chin: "Of all the people you could provoke, why on earth did you touch Ma Qiaolan!"
Gu Jin’s voice was calm, yet it couldn’t hide the danger surrounding her.
"Mmm mmm mmm..."
Xing Ying kept shaking her head, trying to break free from Gu Jin’s control.
Tears kept streaming down her face, looking so pitiful.
Looking at the pitiful, helpless, and embarrassed girl in front of her, Gu Jin’s heart didn’t waver at all.
She slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, a faint golden light flickered in her gaze.
Through Xing Ying in front of her, Gu Jin saw what Ma Qiaolan had experienced, saw Xing Ying and another girl rcilessly attacking Ma Qiaolan.
Those images flashed by quickly, taking only a few seconds, all captured by Gu Jin in her mind.
Ma Qiaolan’s helplessness, her despair, her trembling, her fear, all were clearly seen.
Gu Jin pinched Xing Ying’s chin and turned to look at another girl not far away.
The other was the girl who had poured alcohol on Ma Qiaolan earlier.
"Good! Very good!"
Just as she spoke, Gu Jin’s hand moved with lightning speed.
She backhanded Xing Ying several tis.
The last slap caused the cloth in her opponent’s mouth to fall out and drop to the ground.
"Ugh! You, you actually... dare to hit !"
Gu Jin’s lips curved into a beautiful smile, she lifted the other person’s body, her voice gentle: "I hit you because when you hard others, did you ever think you’d face a day like this?"
Without waiting for a response, she backhanded the person into a wall not far away.
"Ahhh—"
This ti, Xing Ying let out a terrible cry of pain.
Not far away, Xing Wenming didn’t even know who Gu Jin was, and seeing her bully his daughter like this, his body trembled uncontrollably with anger.
"Stop! Stop! Who are you? Why are you hurting my daughter?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Jin withdrew her attention from Xing Ying’s miserable, curled-up body. She turned back, her beautiful eyes coldly looking at Xing Wenming.
"You’re her father?" Staring at the man’s dark aura, Gu Jin sneered: "Like father, like daughter, neither of you is any good!"
No one had ever spoken to Xing Wenming like this before. Staring at Gu Jin’s excessively beautiful face, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Where did this brat co from to be so impudent! Whose child are you?!"
Nearby, An Mingji and Yu Shuo, hearing his words, both turned to look, their gaze at Xing Wenming filled with hostility.
Yu Shuo sneered: "Mr. Xing, this lady is a guest of the Yu Family. I advise you to speak with more respect."
This repeated disrespect from the young man was sothing Xing Wenming could no longer tolerate, and besides, he had more than just the Yu Family as support.
"This is none of your business!!" He completely tore his facade.
Gu Jin couldn’t be bothered with their matters; she returned, intent only on paying back those girls who had attacked Ma Qiaolan.
After glancing at Xing Ying still curled on the ground, Gu Jin slightly moved her fingers.
Except for Yu Shuo and An Mingji, no one saw her spiritual power surrounding her hand attack Xing Ying, heading straight for her chest.
"Ahhh... it hurts, it hurts so much, save , save —"
Xing Ying suddenly scread as if she had gone mad, her hands frantically clawing at her chest.
An Mingji observed this, his gaze calm and indifferent, as if everything before him was completely ordinary.
Only Yu Shuo slightly widened his eyes, surprise flashing in them, seemingly very curious about Gu Jin’s skill.
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