"Oh, sister didn’t want to throw herself at him to sar with a chamber pot on his head, did she? Let help you out." Fan Rou opened the bottle cap.
Ye Tianjing, fearing trouble, finally steeled himself and forcefully pushed Fan i away, causing Fan i to stumble back.
She steadied herself against the wall, barely able to stand, when Fan Rou pushed her from behind.
She fell, her hands bracing against the wall to stabilize, but her head ended up in the urinal.
Fan Rou seized the opportunity to pour the entire bottle of liquor over Fan i, pressing her head down when she tried to lift it.
Ye Tianjing watched, dumbfounded by it all.
He was completely stunned by Fan Rou’s ferocity, wasn’t he?
After all this, Fan Rou said to Ye Tianjing, "What are you still doing here? You want to wait for her to sar you?"
"Oh." Ye Tianjing quickly walked out, as if a ghost was chasing him.
Outside, Fan Rou tossed the liquor bottle into the trash can, took a tissue from her pocket, and wiped her hands.
"You go in first, I’ll follow in a bit." Fan Rou said.
"Oh, okay, be careful." Despite suspecting this woman wasn’t simple, Ye Tianjing still gave a reminder.
"Don’t worry, it’s fine." Fan Rou flipped her hair.
After Ye Tianjing left, Fan Rou headed in the opposite direction.
Waiting at the door was soone holding another person.
"Co with ," Fan Rou nodded to the person and said.
The person grabbed the other and followed behind Fan Rou.
In the restroom, Fan i was cleaning herself, her entire face having been subrged in the urinal earlier.
The pungent sll made her feel extrely nauseous.
Just then, Fan Rou entered with soone, hearing the footsteps, Fan i looked up in shock and anger: "You still have the face to co in?"
Fan Rou, holding a bottle of liquor, grabbed Fan i’s chin as she ca at her.
These past years, Fan Rou had learned a few grappling moves from Huo Yi, plus she always handled things personally, carrying and moving things.
Couldn’t say she had developed great strength, but it was much better than the pampered Fan i who didn’t even lift a few clothes.
Fan Rou squeezed her jaw and poured the liquor down Fan i’s throat.
After Fan i drank several gulps, Fan Rou poured the remaining liquor all over her.
"Cough cough." Fan i coughed repeatedly, clutching her throat: "Fan Rou, what, what’s your aim?"
"What’s my aim?" Fan Rou laughed, "Didn’t I tell sister earlier? I’m mainly trying to help sister."
When the last drop of liquor was gone, Fan Rou released Fan i.
Before Fan i could rejoice, a large figure tackled her.
Fan i tried to shove the person off: "What are you doing? Let go of , let go at once."
"Sister, enjoy yourself, I’ll help you close the door." Fan Rou waved at her.
And that man had already left.
Before the curses could be heard, Fan Rou "kindly" closed the restroom door.
Tossing the bottle away and washing her hands, Fan Rou returned to the eting room as if nothing happened.
Inside, just as when she left, everything seed rry.
Ye Ranran naturally noticed Fan Rou was gone for quite a while, but there were many people between them, so she couldn’t really ask what had happened.
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