Qin Hao's eyes narrowed as he shook the tablecloth, which unfolded and instantly blocked the soup.
As the soup fell to the ground and splashed on the legs of the woman and child, they both exclaimed in shock.
However, they were wearing pants and only got a little splashed, at most feeling a slight sting.
It was only then that Lin Luyao reacted. Her face paled, and she looked at Qin Hao gratefully. If it weren't for him, she would have been disfigured.
"You dare use soup to scald us? No one is leaving today; I'm calling the police to have you all arrested," the woman yelled like a madwoman. She rolled up the child's pant leg slightly and, seeing a few red spots, shouted angrily.
Everyone felt incredulous. Her own child had almost disfigured someone, and yet she wanted to call the police and arrest someone else.
"Honey, aren't you coming over? Can't you see our mother and child are almost bullied to death?" the woman screamed like a shrew.
