The late summer night had turned cool.
Liang Mengxian was wearing a shirt and jeans. By the time she reacted and ran out of the fountain, her entire body was already soaked, with her clothes clinging onto her body and water still dripping from her head.
The cold wind blew, causing her to shiver instantly.
Feeling frozen, she hugged her own arms and cast a glance at the three people in front of her.
At this moment, she finally realized that she'd been played!
She was furious.
"Ah! Ah!"
She stomped her foot and yelled twice on the spot, but no one paid any attention to her.
Xu Mushen's cold and incisive voice came over: "If your mouth doesn't clean up its act, next time it won't be just a splash of water."
The implication of his threat was particularly distinct.
It caused Liang Mengxian to suddenly stop yelling, staring at him in bewilderment and terror.
The chill pervaded her limbs and body, so much so that she couldn't feel anything.
