Su Ling's eyes were full of confusion. However, she pulled Fu Xiaoxiao hurriedly after hearing her words and said, "Let's wait a little longer. She will definitely push the blame onto you if you go over and pull her gown now."
Fu Xiaoxiao frowned, as she knew that Su Ling was right. She walked down the stairs somewhat impatiently.
Shen Yan, who was standing not far away, watched Fu Xiaoxiao walk down the stairs. The corners of her lips curled up slightly.
A smile crept on Chen Nian's face, as she opened her mouth to count, "3, 2, 1."
As soon as Chen Nian's words fell, Fu Xiaoxiao froze on the spot. She stood there motionless like a puppet.
Su Ling stood behind Fu Xiaoxiao and grabbed the part of her gown that was torn open. Then, she covered the part of Fu Xiaoxiao's back that was exposed with her body. However, the threads on the other parts of the gown stretched even faster.
Rip.
