The fluid was wine and it spread quickly. When the whole glass dropped on An Zhiyan's gown, the whole gown turned red very rapidly. Only the back of the gown remained white.
"I say! Han Lingyao, what have you done?" Yang Dan couldn't bear to see her best friend in trouble and immediately rushed up.
"Oh!" When Han Lingyao saw the gown, she quickly covered her mouth and pretended to be flustered. "I'm so sorry, Miss An. I didn't mean it!"
"Didn't meant it? I think you did it on purpose!" Yang Dan was quick-tempered. With her character, she would never put up with this sort of humiliation. Following that, she lunged at Han Lingyao to grab her hair.
"I spent one whole afternoon on this hair-do!" As soon as Yang Dan touched her hair, An Zhiyan saw Han Lingyao jumped up like a coiled spring.
"Let go of me!" Han Lingyao screamed out loud.
"I won't let go unless you apologize to my best friend!" Yang Dan tugged with all her might.