Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 862: Dealing with a Despicable Person

Chapter 862: Chapter 862: Dealing with a Despicable Person

Xin Ni walked home alone, passing by the entrance of a small grove.

Zhang Guifang rushed out first, grabbing Xin Ni’s arm, "Come, you’re coming with me!"

"What do you want?" Xin Ni looked at Zhang Guifang warily.

"I must have a proper talk with you today."

"Can’t we talk at home instead? Why does it have to be here?" Xin Ni dared not enter the grove, fearing Zhang Guifang might have some trick up her sleeve to trap her.

"If you want your brother to hear those words, then let’s talk at home! Speaking of which, you may not be ashamed, but I still am! If Chief of Staff Qin decides not to pursue it, then let it be, but if he does, your brother can forget about having good days ahead!" Zhang Guifang glared at Xin Ni as she spoke.

Xin Ni felt intimidated by Zhang Guifang’s words and followed her into the grove.

As soon as she steadied herself, Feng Chunhua charged from behind, yanking off her sock and stuffing it forcefully into Xin Ni’s mouth, "Come on, girls, let’s do it! Beat this little wretch to death!"

An Hao stepped forward, grabbing Xin Ni’s collar, "It’s amusing to you, scheming against me like this, isn’t it? Remember what I said, however you harm me, I will get it back from you double-fold!"

"Little sister, little sister, don’t waste words on her, let your slaps do the talking!" said Zhang Guifang before slapping twice across the face.

"Sister-in-law, be careful she doesn’t go complain to your brother!" An Hao reminded her not to hit the face.

"Not afraid! Did you see me hit her? Do you have evidence?" If it was about being unreasonable, Zhang Guifang was willing to play that game too.

"Right, just slap her face, show her she’s shameless!" Feng Chunhua kept hitting, ignoring anything else but her own enjoyment.

"That won’t do. We’ve just had this incident tonight, and if her face is bruised tomorrow, everyone will definitely think I did it," An Hao said.

"Then what do we do? We can’t hit her? Just let this little vixen harm people and harm you?"

"Of course we can’t! We must hit her without letting others speak ill of us!" As An Hao spoke, she pinched through Xin Ni’s clothes, picking places that weren’t visible or wouldn’t be seen by others to pinch.

"Great idea! Why didn’t we think of that?" Zhang Guifang said, also pinching Xin Ni’s inner thighs and underarms viciously.

It must be said that An Hao had learned this from Zhang Juyun; she hadn’t expected it to come in handy today.

She pinched Xin Ni repeatedly in one spot, causing Xin Ni to cry out in pain, tears streaming down as she whined and sobbed with the stinky sock stuffed in her mouth and unable to make a sound.

While pinching, Feng Chunhua also cursed through clenched teeth, "Serves you right for being cheap! Seducing other people’s men! And even using such despicable tricks to harm others! Slandering An Hao! A woman like you, living is just a waste of food! Better off dead!"

She was pinching with gusto when suddenly her hand was sharply pricked by something, making her gasp in pain, "Damn! What’s in her pocket? It pricked me so hard it hurts!"

"A needle!" An Hao remembered the scene where the woman had poked her with a needle before, "If it hadn’t been for her poking me with that needle, I wouldn’t have been so easily locked in the warehouse!"

"What? She even used a needle?" Zhang Guifang felt angry and her back went cold as she heard this, "Xin Ni, how can your heart be so vicious!"

"Why waste your words on her!" Feng Chunhua reached into her pocket, pulled out the needle wrapped in tin foil, thrust it into An Hao’s hand, "Here, however she poked you, you poke her back!"

An Hao hesitated, not reaching out to take the needle.