"Leng Bingshan, what are you up to? Playing the role of Husband-Waiting Stone?" Ou Mingxuan sauntered over, reluctantly stuffing something into his hands, "Here, take this. It's from my wife, she insisted I bring it to you. No scoffing, alright? She made this sachet by hand! You can't buy this with money!"
"Please thank Dr. Qin for me."
Scanning his disagreeable expression, Ou Mingxuan shook his head in sympathy, clucking his tongue, "Tsk tsk, looking at you like this, that girl didn't accept your feelings? But it's not surprising, it all started because of you, and that Da Shi must be one of your brain-dead fans, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked toward the entrance, his face showing an indescribable expression, and patted Leng Sichen on the shoulder, "We were just talking about it, and here comes another brain-dead fan..."
Following his gaze, Leng Sichen turned and actually saw... Lin Xue...
