Zhang Wanyun curled herself up into a ball, trying to minimize her presence.
This time, Ji Fengyao had no intention of letting her go.
Some people in this world may appear timid and cowardly, but they are also adept at humble themselves and feigning helplessness.
When there's nothing to do, they are kind, gentle, and understanding; they would do anything for profit, with no moral bottom line.
When trouble comes, they run away faster than anyone else and distance themselves from the situation more than anyone else.
This kind of person is even more disgusting than someone who directly commits evil!
"Pull her down too," Ji Fengyao said, pointing to Zhang Wanyun in the corner of the bed. "Before Miss Chen finishes explaining, slap yourself hard. Otherwise, I'll have someone do it for you."
Zhang Wanyun was dumbfounded: "Ah! But I didn't say anything!"
"Do you know her?" Ji Fengyao pointed to Chen Ziying, who was crying with tears and snot streaming down her face.
Zhang Wanyun nodded honestly: "Mhm."
"Did you hear every single word she said?"
"Uh-huh!"
Do you think she's right?
"No, that's not right..."
"As her friend, if you feel that what she said was inappropriate but did not correct her, then you are protecting her and are an accomplice!"
Zhang Wanyun: "..."
If she dared to correct Chen Ziying, she would probably have been beaten to death by Chen Ziying long ago!
"Speechless, huh?" Ji Fengyao leaned lazily against the table, adopting a comfortable posture, and raised her small hand to indicate: "You, let's start with the slaps; and you, it's time for your repentance, please begin your performance."
Zhang Wanyun: "..."
He raised his right hand tremblingly and gently slapped it across his face.
Although her father did not hold a high official rank, she was still pampered from a young age.
This was the first time she had ever knelt in front of people and slapped herself like this, which made her feel extremely ashamed and wronged, and tears fell like beads from a broken string.
"The blow wasn't loud enough," Ji Fengyao said coldly, showing no sympathy for Zhang Wanyun.
The magpie understood and stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Wanyun, and slapped her left and right, making her delicate face immediately swell and turn red. He angrily said, "Didn't you eat? Hit me like this, or you'll never learn. Keep hitting yourself, or I won't mind hitting you for you! Understand?"
"Ah! Ah! I understand, I understand, waah..." Zhang Wanyun screamed loudly, sounding like a pig about to be slaughtered.
The magpie threw her back.
This time, Zhang Wanyun dared not be perfunctory anymore. She slapped herself loudly, one slap after another, and pleaded with Chen Ziying beside her, crying, "Ziying, please tell me, I beg you!"
Chen Ziying: "..."
She recalled the previous times she had been beaten, and Zhang Wanyun had always been unharmed;
At the time, she didn't think anything of it.
But seeing that Zhang Wanyun had suffered misfortune before her, she felt strangely pleased, and a sense of balance arose in her heart that "if we all suffer misfortune together, no one will lose face."
"I just spoke ill of the Emperor, the Ninth Prince, and that bandit..."
"Smack!"
Chen Ziying had barely opened her mouth when Xi Que slapped her, interrupting her: "You said the Emperor, the Ninth Prince, and who else?!"
"That soil..."
"Slap!" Magpie slapped him again: "Who?!"
"Ninth... Ninth Princess!" Chen Ziying finally realized her mistake and quickly burst into tears, correcting herself, "I said bad things about the Ninth Princess! Please stop hitting me, I have to see guests tomorrow, I'll explain properly, sob sob..."
"With your character, you still have the nerve to show your face?" Ji Fengyao said coldly.
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