"I'm warning you, don't mess around..." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, sounding quite unsure.
"Who exactly is messing around here? Do you not remember all the things you've done?" Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Only the Director can set fires, but households can't light lamps?"
Recalling the last time when he was in front of Lin Jingzhu, grinding ink and writing, Xu Qingyi's forehead was about to dive into her chest, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.
"Wasn't that because of that Miss Lin's provocation?"
"It was a moment of impulse, can't really count..."
Chen Mo knew Director Xu always had inconsistency between her words and heart; her little mouth was tougher than a duck's, and she wouldn't admit anything without some persuasion.
After a short contemplation, he sighed and helplessly said, "Well, forced melons are not sweet; I don't like forcing others... Moreover, Lin Catcher is still outside waiting for me, so I'll take my leave first."
