The living room was brightly lit.
Assistant Mu stood beside the sofa, his eyes flicking between Zhang Zifan, who was sprawled on the ground with barely half a life left, and Ruan Qi, who sat on the sofa with an innocent face, as the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Who could have imagined that just a minute ago, the seemingly delicate and tender girl was grasping this man's hair and pressing his head into water as if she were dunking a watermelon?
What was even more frustrating was that the first thing his boss, Mr. Xi, said upon seeing this scene was, "Your hands are still injured, how can you touch water? Let me help you."
…And then, the one dunking watermelons became Xi Jiu.
The young girl sat on the sofa, her hands that had just pressed someone's head now cradling a bottle of yogurt, drinking with a face that seemed harmless to humans and animals alike.