Seeing this, Zhang Qiang grumbled from behind, "You're so damn slow! Can't you hurry up?"
Zhang Liang frowned. "Zhang Qiang, she's a woman who has been trekking through the snow with us for so long. Have you no sympathy?" The others also showed visible distaste for Zhang Qiang.
Chen Momo didn't get angry, however, and simply apologized to him. "Sorry about that. My legs were numb from the cold, but I'm good now." Since she no longer had to trudge through the snow, the thermal underwear was finally trapping her body heat, and her legs felt much better. She grabbed the windowsill, ready to hop in.
Zhang Liang, who was already inside, grabbed her hand and gave her a firm pull. Chen Momo slipped through the office window smoothly. At the exact moment she passed through, she deliberately kicked her back leg out, planting her boot squarely into Zhang Qiang. Caught completely off guard, the rotund Zhang Qiang toppled backward into the snow, rolling several times like a bowling ball.
