Meanwhile, Zhou Chunhua, who had timed it perfectly, had already gotten ready to leave.

"Hua Hua, you didn't even call me when you were hitting the other woman, are we still sisters?" Juliana rushed out with her hair disheveled, still holding her pajamas in her hand, not having had time to put them on.

Zhou Chunhua, unfazed by such occurrences, put down her bag, quietly stepped forward, took the pajamas from Zhu Lina's hand, gestured for her to bend down, and then, like dressing a child, put the pajamas on her.

"I'm not going to beat up the mistress."

"I heard you on the phone!" Juliana pouted so much her lips could hold an oil lamp.

"I don't care! Wait for me! I'll go change my clothes and come with you."

Zhou Chunhua quickly pulled the person back: "I really didn't go to hit Su Mu."

"You dare say you're not going to their school?" Juliana said angrily. "Swear it! If you lie, may I be struck by lightning or hit by a car the moment I step outside..."

"Pah, pah, pah!" She stood on tiptoe to cover Julia's mouth. "What are you saying so early in the morning? At times like this, other people swear oaths on other people's behalf! Who's like you? Making me swear an oath on my own behalf!"

Juliana teared her hand away in a mournful manner.

“Because I know how much I mean to you, Hua Hua…” She placed Zhou Chunhua’s hand on her chest. “You mean just as much to me. So, leave the beating to me. As for going to jail, I’ll handle that! If you go in, wouldn’t that just be letting that scumbag Liao Nanxing get away with it?”

Zhou Chunhua stood on tiptoe and wrapped her arms around Zhu Lina's neck, thinking that she must have saved the galaxy in her past life to have such a best friend in this life.