In that brief moment when he raised his hand to block, You Yunzhi actually lifted her other arm and swung back, landing another slap on him.
A sharp "smack—".
The sound was crisp and chilling to the bone.
This one was even harder than the first, and it came straight at his face, a frontal strike. You Hongxian's lip split at the corner, a thin line of blood seeping out, enough to show how much force she used.
"Things have come to this, and you still refuse to admit it. I'm really, truly disappointed in you."
"How did you become like this!"
You Hongxian had lived to this age and had some standing in Beijing. Being privately scolded was one thing, but in front of so many people, getting slapped and lectured by his own older sister.
His pride, his male self-esteem couldn't handle it; he snapped and yelled at her.
"You're disappointed in me? You think I'm not disappointed in you?"
