"Are you okay?!" A shout came from the opposite side.
Lai Yuaner's chiffon dress was soaked at the neckline, her bangs drooped wetly on her forehead, eyelashes heavy with water droplets, and her face smeared, looking as disheveled as one could get.
She raised her hand to wipe the water off her face, finally seeing the situation across the way.
The family from behind was washing their car by the roadside.
A middle-aged man, wearing flip-flops and holding a water gun, donned what was standard attire for someone his age - large shorts; as for the undershirt, it could no longer contain his big belly, emanating a greasy aura all over.
Thinking that Song Baiyan had already left, Lai Yuaner, eyes red with anger, grabbed a small potted plant at her feet and hurled it over.
The coarse pottery shattered into pieces beside the car.
"Why are you so unreasonable, young lady?!"
The man nearly got hit by the potted plant and was somewhat heated as well.
