Wen Xin's words made Luo Bing's face turn pale. I mean, with such a flat road, how could one easily twist an ankle? It must be deliberate, just to get back at Xiao Tianyu. Fortunately, the soup wasn't very hot; if it were fresh off the stove, Xiao Tianyu's skin would have been peeled off.
Thinking of this, the women were filled with rage, and Shen Jing spoke up, "I think so too; it was clearly intentional. Why twist an ankle earlier or later? It had to happen at this very moment, and conveniently spill the soup on Tianyu. How could things be so coincidental in this world?"
"Exactly. Even if you want revenge, you can't use such methods. Lucky for you, the soup wasn't too hot, or the perfect guy would have been ruined by your hands!"
"I... I really didn't mean to, and the soup's temperature was controlled in advance. It wasn't hot at all..." Luo Bing hurriedly explained, flustered.
