"But Mengmeng, all these are just your speculations. Can you find any evidence?" Tong Mo felt it might be Wu Qiaoqiao's doing too, but without evidence, such speculations were utterly meaningless.
The school and the teachers would not care at all.
At this, Luo Mengmeng sighed and spread her hands, "I really don't have any."
She was just basing it on logical analysis after all.
"Since we can't find evidence, then let's create evidence!" Gu Zhihan suddenly said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mengmeng and the others stared at him, curiously asking, "How do you create evidence?"
"I'll make her confess it herself." At that moment, Gu Zhihan's expression was calm, as if he had already secured victory and the evidence was in his grasp.
A terrible idea suddenly popped into Luo Mengmeng's mind. She pointed at him in astonishment and asked, "You... You're not planning to use a beauty trap, are you!"
After all, Wu Qiaoqiao liked him.
