Just then, a waiter came in with a tray carrying piping-hot coffee. In a seething rage, Lu Meiyan didn't think twice and harshly flung it at Song Qinghuan.
Mid-air, a scorching stream of dark liquid splashed out. Song Qinghuan's eyes widened in terror, but before she could dodge, a slender arm quickly circled around her and spun her out of the way.
But it was a bit too late, for the boiling coffee splashed onto Shi Yuhuan's arm.
Everyone was astounded by the sudden turn of events.
The burning agony spread quickly. Shi Yuhuan slightly furrowed his brows, then let go of his grip.
Lu Meiyan's hand trembled, and the coffee cup crashed to the floor with a loud sound, shattering into pieces!
The room was immediately filled with commotion. The waiter, scared to death, quickly said, "I'll get the burn ointment, I'll get the burn ointment..."
And then, he sprinted out of the room.
Song Qinghuan's face turned deathly pale, and she cried out: "Shi Yuhuan!"
