In the room, the firefighting sprinkler head on the ceiling was going crazy, spraying water everywhere. The sofa, coffee table, carpet, and all the items in the room were half-soaked already.
Gu Yan sat in the half-open closet looking utterly dejected.
His tall frame couldn't completely fit into the space, so a good half of him was still outside getting drenched. With no other option, he used a transparent ashtray to shield half of his handsome face.
Right now, he was mumbling something under his breath, his voice drowned out by the sound of the spraying water. But judging by his expression, he probably wasn't saying anything pleasant.
Hearing a noise at the door, he looked up and caught a glimpse of Shen Xian hiding behind it.
He exclaimed urgently, "What are you still doing here?"
His appearance was a total mess, his hair was wet and hung over his forehead, his handsome face was pale from the water.
