Bao Wenxuan's attack was all about words, while Wen Ran's attack was more hardcore.
When she was woken up, she felt as if all the light had gone out of her eyes.
She already had terrible waking-up temper, and being pregnant, in the midst of heavy sleep, being woken up felt like wanting to destroy the world was never out of the realm of possibility.
Wen Ran tilted her head, looking at the two spit-flying aunties, her gaze was filled with murderous intent.
One of them was washing clothes, and for some reason, just felt a chill down her spine.
Hesitating repeatedly, she decided to wring out her half-washed clothes, tossed them into the basin, and ran off hugging the basin.
The speed at which she took off was so fast, it was almost impossible to catch up.
The remaining two, oblivious to danger, were each kicked into the river by the furious Wen Ran.
Amidst the commotion, Wen Ran silently started to mock.
"Ahhh ~ Help ~ Glug glug ~"
