Tang Huai looked up, surprised: "Zhang Shilan?"
Zhang Shilan rushed down, her voice filled with malice: "I finally found you!"
Seeing Zhang Shilan coming down so fiercely, Tang Huai deliberately feigned ignorance: "Zhang Shilan, what do you want from me?"
Zhang Shilan approached menacingly, glaring coldly at Tang Huai: "I want you dead!"
When there was still a meter between her and Tang Huai, Zhang Shilan raised her arm, seemingly about to slap Tang Huai without a word.
Seeing her raised hand, Tang Huai, in fact, could dodge, but suddenly, she had a flash of insight.
She stopped her body and stood still right there.
Zhang Shilan suddenly shouted: "You bitch, die!"
"Snap..."
A slap echoed loudly on Tang Huai's face.
"Ah—"
Tang Huai staggered, her body leaning back, and she frantically tried to grab the handrail.
But her fall was too quick, she couldn't catch the handrail, and her whole body rolled down the stairs.
