"Shen Qingyi, don't pretend to be dead for me, this family doesn't support idlers!"
The back of my head hit the bedside table. Before I could recover from the severe dizziness, I was slapped on the face.
Snap!
I was slapped so hard that I fell sideways, and my knees hit the edge of the bed. The pain made me gasp. There was a taste of rust in my mouth. I licked it subconsciously and tasted a fishy-sweet taste on the tip of my tongue.
"Didn't you hear me talking to you? Are you deaf?" Gu Mingxuan's voice came from above his head, with impatient disgust, "How many times have I told you that the washed clothes should be hung in the cloakroom, not piled on the sofa! Do you think you are still the eldest daughter of the Shen family?"
Am I not the eldest lady of the Shen family?
