Chiang Songhai and the others had been in there for over three hours now, filled with fear, anxiety, and unease, but finally, there seemed to be someone with a much better attitude, which suddenly made their noses tingle and their eyes redden again.
"Thank you, Uncle Ming," Chiang Xiao also said.
"Ha, Uncle Ming, you really know how to play the good guy!" Zhang Xiaomei cried out again. She had been determined to stay seated and not get up, but the moment she saw him handing soft drinks to Chiang Songhai and Ge Liutao, she suddenly sprang up, dashed over, and snatched the bottle of soda right out of Ge Liutao's hand.
Moreover, her fingernails were so sharp and her movement so fierce that she accidentally scratched three bloody marks on the back of Ge Liutao's hand.
Ge Liutao didn't react at first, but when she did, she only felt a sharp pain on the back of her hand and couldn't help but hiss in pain.
Chiang Xiao's gaze turned cold, and she kicked Zhang Xiaomei mercilessly.
