"Xiaoli!"
Without thinking, Zhang Xiaowei immediately yelled out loud.
Upon hearing the shout, Tan Xiaoli hurried out from the house.
"What's wrong, Xiaowei?"
"This bottle..."
Seeing the shampoo bottle in Zhang Xiaowei's hand, Tan Xiaoli laughed carelessly.
"Just throw it away, it's expired. I used a lot this afternoon to wash my hair but there wasn't any foam."
Indeed, in Tan Xiaoli's house, she was the only one who would have touched this thing.
Unexpectedly, she had mistaken the Willow Dew for shampoo and used it all up.
It was also my fault for not explaining it clearly to Xiaoli.
Otherwise, this kind of incident wouldn't have happened.
The medicine I spent several hours brewing was wasted before I could even understand its purpose, all because of Tan Xiaoli.
Although I couldn't really blame Tan Xiaoli, Zhang Xiaowei couldn't help but complain.
