Jiang Banxia stared at that bottle, her eyes nearly popping out.
"I'll be damned… Feng Lin, you you you… Your grandma, I'd rather die of thirst than drink your…"
"Drink it or not, it's up to you."
Feng Lin said indifferently.
"I'm gonna kill you!" Jiang Banxia glared at Feng Lin furiously.
"Alright, I'll give you a multiple choice."
As Feng Lin spoke, he took out another bottle of water from his backpack, tilted his head back, and poured it into his mouth, but he didn't swallow it.
Afterward, he pointed to his mouth, then to the water that had been released.
The message was clear, letting Jiang Banxia choose.
"You..."
Jiang Banxia's face turned red with rage, Feng Lin, that bastard, had given her no real choice at all.
Feng Lin looked at Jiang Banxia indifferently, clearly intending to teach her a lesson.
Last time on WeChat, she blocked him after losing the argument, he detested that kind of person the most.
