C87 Before the Release of the Results

Moo Lingfei, that little rascal, he couldn't possibly be planning to set me up, could he?

Lin Han mulled over this, aware that whenever Moo Lingfei sported that look, it meant the kid had stirred up some trouble. What on earth had Moo Lingfei been up to these past couple of days...

"You little rascal, have you been eating flies? You're grinning like you've struck gold..."

Unable to resist