Mu Xingfeng cleared his throat softly, hiding a trace of unease, and began to explain, "At that time, I was injured and couldn't carry out my duties in the military. I could only do some lighter work. Just then, Nan'an University requested a few instructors from the military, so I went. Junyang knows about this."
The ball was kicked over to Lin Junyang, who earnestly said, "Yes, indeed, I was the one who assigned him at that time."
After speaking, he glanced at Mu Xingfeng - keep pretending, you jerk, just keep pretending.
Besides An Ran, everyone present quietly raised their middle fingers in their hearts.
Lin Ruonan was sitting in a corner not far away, looking at that cold and distant man in the crowd.
Seeing him sitting there, though his face was cold and indifferent, not uttering a word, the innate nobility he exuded prevented anyone from ignoring him.
