Old Master Meng seemed to have expected Jiang Ranran to say this. He smiled mockingly, raised his hand and made a gesture. Then several men came over, took Jiang Ranran to the big water tank, and pressed Jiang Ranran's head with their hands.
Jiang Ranran's face immediately showed a nervous expression. It seemed that they were going to use this tank of water to deal with him.
Jiang Ranran imagined the feeling of a large amount of cold water rushing into her nasal cavity and lungs, and she felt suffocated before she even experienced it.
"What? Are you scared? It's not too late to change your mind now." Old Master Meng looked at Jiang Ranran with disdain. The disdain and ridicule in his eyes made Jiang Ranran feel that his self-esteem was trampled upon.
Jiang Ranran raised his head, a hint of stubbornness in his eyes, "Let's do it, stop talking nonsense."
"Okay, I like it. Very straightforward. Let's do it!" Old Master Meng waved his hand, and the men pressed Jiang Ranran's head hard into the water. Jiang Ranran felt a chill on his head, and his whole body was submerged in the water.
She tried hard to hold her breath, but the group of men seemed to be afraid that she would suffocate, and kept shaking her head. Finally, Jiang Ranran couldn't help but take a deep breath. In an instant, a stream of water rushed into her lungs through her nasal cavity, and the impact was so severe that even her brain felt a sharp twitch, and she felt unwell all over.
Jiang Ranran's hands subconsciously twisted desperately, like a drowning person struggling desperately.
Just when she felt her mind was about to go blank, she was pulled out of the water. She heard a splash, and then water rushed out of her nose and mouth, and her clothes and hair were dripping with water.
When she inhaled the first breath of fresh air into her body, she suddenly woke up and saw that Mr. Meng was still looking at her with a smile, as if waiting for her to change her mind.
"How about it? Do you want to make a new choice?" Mr. Meng's leisurely and contented appearance formed a sharp contrast with Jiang Ranran's embarrassment.
Now Jiang Ranran was like an ant, being held in the hand of Old Man Meng. She was still stubborn and refused to accept it, insisting on struggling in his hand.
"If you don't change, then drown me if you dare." Jiang Ranran made a hoarse voice, her whole body dripping like a drowned chicken, shivering from the cold, but she still held her stubborn head high and said these words neither humbly nor arrogantly.
Old Master Meng was shocked. He thought Jiang Ranran would give in after this, but he didn't expect her to be so stubborn.
"It seems that you haven't drunk enough water. Go on." Old Master Meng quickly regained his composure, but now he no longer had that relaxed look of determination on his face. Instead, he began to feel that Jiang Ranran was a tough nut to crack and he needed to use some brains.
He looked serious and solemn as he watched Jiang Ranran being brought to the water tank again and his head being pressed in again.
"Gurgle gurgle" the sound Jiang Ranran made in the water became more and more unpleasant, as if it was made when she was on the verge of death. Jiang Ranran's body instinctively struggled at the beginning, but gradually became soft and powerless, like a puddle of mud that could be manipulated at will.
Mr. Meng felt something was wrong and raised his hand to signal them to stop.
When Jiang Ranran was taken out of the water tank again, she had already fainted.
"Wake her up." Old Master Meng frowned and ordered in a cold voice.
At this moment, the look in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Ranran no longer contained contempt, but instead a hint of respect.
Soon, several people came forward and pressed Jiang Ranran's chest frantically. Jiang Ranran only felt a hot stream gushing out from her chest and flowing out from the corners of her mouth, and then the suffocating feeling that seemed to be taking her life was instantly relieved a lot.
Jiang Ranran couldn't help but groan, then took a deep breath of fresh air, her chest feeling violently heavy.
"Boss, she's awake." The subordinate walked up to Mr. Meng and reported in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Meng gently opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Jiang Ranran again. He saw that Jiang Ranran was soaked and looked very embarrassed, but the stubbornness in his eyes had not diminished at all.
"I know, you still don't want to change your mind, right?" Old Master Meng asked without waiting for Jiang Ranran to speak.
Jiang Ranran turned her head to look at him, grinning sarcastically. Her pale cheeks and lips made her originally beautiful face look pale and haggard, losing its luster. There was even a hint of weirdness in her smile.
"Do you want to do it again?" Jiang Ranran glanced at the water tank, as if he had already given up and was ready to die.
Old Master Meng frowned, and had a new understanding of Jiang Ranran's stubbornness and courage. He slowly stood up and looked at Jiang Ranran solemnly. From his eyes, Jiang Ranran seemed to see admiration, which made Jiang Ranran feel that he might have misunderstood.
Mr. Meng's eyes are full of wrinkles, as sharp as an eagle, and his brown pupils always carry majesty.
"Miss Jiang, I admire your willpower. It's me, an old man, who underestimated you." Old Master Meng said, waving his hands at the men who were controlling Jiang Ranran, signaling them to let Jiang Ranran go.
Jiang Ranran was lying on the ground, feeling surprised by the sudden praise, but also glad that she had won the respect of her opponent.
This ending made her feel more relieved than if she had escaped by luck.
"But will you let me go?" Jiang Ranran turned to look at Mr. Meng, wondering how he would torture her next. Would he keep her locked up here? Or would he let her go because he admired her?
Old Master Meng had someone help Jiang Ranran up, and his tone of voice was many times gentler than before.
"Of course, but I always finish what I start. When I invited Miss Jiang here, you were fine, but now you are soaked and weak. This is not okay. If Miss Jiang doesn't mind, you can recover here with me, and I will personally send you off."
Mr. Meng spoke very seriously and solemnly, and he didn't seem to be fooling Jiang Ranran. Jiang Ranran also knew that people like Mr. Meng would never bother to lie.
"Okay, in that case, you have to keep your word." Jiang Ranran nodded in agreement.
It would be better for her to rest for a few days before returning home than to go back like this. Not only would Gu Tingchen be worried, he would also seek revenge for her. Besides, she had no bargaining chips to negotiate with Mr. Meng, which would only make her situation worse.
Mr. Meng smiled and said, "It's a deal."
After his men helped Jiang Ranran leave, Old Man Meng looked at Jiang Ranran's soaking wet back and couldn't help but sigh: "After all, it was my silly son's wishful thinking, but he still had good vision."
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