Su Wan was woken up by a basin of cold water.
It's not an adjective, it's really cold water. It poured down from the top of her head and soaked into the thin cotton jacket on her body. The coolness penetrated into her bones like needles. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw a sharp and mean face. He was in his forties, with high cheekbones, lips as thin as razor blades, and eyes burning with fire.
"Why are you pretending! Why don't you get up and cook even though the sun is shining on you! Our family doesn't raise idle people!"
