Chapter 627 I Do Not Mind Proving It Once

• A cup containing some thick orange liquid crashed onto Wen Ke’s back, and the juices splashed all over her hair and white shirt.
• Wen Ke turned around to see a young lady standing across from her with a cup of cold drink in hand, while her gang of friends was eyeing Wen Ke arrogantly with a disdainful smirk.
• Wen Ke’s face turned frosty at their rude attitude. “What do you think you’re doing?”