The basin of coffee-colored water came down; Zhang Hongyun was badly startled, but she couldn't even open her eyes. Her mouth only gaped in shock as the water poured down from the top of her head.
Like a whole pot of cold water dumped right on her head!
Standing inside by the window, Qin Mingzhu couldn't help but snort with laughter at the sight.
The books Zhang Hongyun had just bought, one by one, slowly slipped from her arms onto the ground. Her eyes slowly opened, but they were blank.
What just happened?
Tan Yiwen, who was on the phone, turned at the sound. Under the clear, sunny sky, there was actually a woman standing there soaked like a drowned rat. She looked really, pitifully pathetic.
People passing by couldn't help glancing over, and even Qin Mu, who had just come out of the fashion boutique on her way to meet Helian Hao for lunch, happened to catch the whole thing.
