But Zhao Moxuan, even in the presence of the delivery man, continued to ridicule Wen Mian.
Mo Xiaoqi handed her coffee to Wen Mian and then silently flipped open the lid.
At that very moment, Zhao Moxuan was doused in coffee by two people simultaneously.
Mo Xiaoqi looked at Wen Mian in surprise, realizing that Wen Mian had done the same thing after receiving the coffee.
Zhao Moxuan incredulously looked at the two of them, then became infuriated, "You'll regret this!"
Wen Mian looked at Zhou Ci coldly, "The thing I regret most in my life is getting to know you."
Being ridiculed by Wen Mian, Zhao Moxuan grew even angrier, "You won't be smug for long. Once you marry Zhou Ci, you'll still end up as a plaything in bed..."
Unable to bear it any longer, Wen Mian grabbed an ashtray from the table, ready to hurl it at Zhao Moxuan.
Zhao Moxuan dodged to the side and shook the liquid off himself, "Such bad luck, you deserve to marry Zhou Ci."
