Zhang Hongmei was completely engrossed in washing clothes, oblivious to Fan Sanhu's stealthy approach.
Just as she put down one piece and was about to pick up another, a pair of hands suddenly reached around from behind her waist.
Seeing that she was about to be embraced, she instinctively tried to dodge.
But Fan Sanhu had already pressed up against her from behind.
Zhang Hongmei's legs were injured, making it difficult for her to walk normally.
This sudden action caused her to lose her balance instantly and she fell forward into the washbasin.
Splash!
The basin tilted, and the soapy water not only soaked her clothes but also made her face press tightly against the wet ground.
This unexpected embarrassment infuriated her.
Struggling with effort, she couldn't help but curse loudly, "Who the hell are you? You've soaked my clothes!"
"What's this? Not recognizing me after just a few days, Auntie Hong Mei?"
Fan Sanhu pinned her down, his face wearing a mocking smile.
