Ming Xue scooped another spoonful into the bowl, a full bowl of soup. She carefully carried it over to him, planning to place it in front of him, but Gu Yixuan reached out to take it.
The bowl wobbled and overturned, spilling the hot soup that had just come out of the pot all over Ming Xue's hands.
"Ah!" she screamed, shaking her hands vigorously, causing soup to splash everywhere, a few droplets landing on Gu Yixuan's expensive clothes.
He stood up, his face very unsightly, "What are you doing?! Can't you even hold a bowl steady?"
Ming Xue felt so wronged, "It wasn't on purpose..." She didn't know why the bowl had tipped over.
Her hands were scalded and so painful that tears streamed down her face.
Mo Ran hadn't expected this to happen either and got up, saying, "I have some burn ointment over there. You should quickly run it under cold water, then we can apply the ointment."
Coming back to her senses, Ming Xue hurried toward the washroom.
