The Zhao Family's interior was heated, and the temperature inside was comfortably warm. Pei Chenyang was on duty tonight, which meant he was indoors as well.
So he was just wearing a pair of pants and a light jacket.
Which is to say, his attire made him vulnerable to Zhao Mengmeng's bowl of chicken soup.
What did it feel like to have hot, boiling chicken soup spilled on his vital parts?
Pei Chenyang's originally handsome face instantly turned bright red, from the pain...
"Are you okay?" Zhao Mengmeng exclaimed in shock, staring at him helplessly.
It wasn't on purpose, she truly hadn't foreseen such a consequence from her actions.
"Do I look like I'm okay?" Pei Chenyang's forehead was throbbing.
The sensation of being drenched in scalding chicken soup was an experience he was now painfully familiar with, it was damn excruciating.
And to make things worse, Zhao Mengmeng still had an innocent look on her face, which made him suspect that she did this on purpose!
