Su Li was startled by Feng Huaijin's cold and stern voice. Before she could answer, she saw that tall figure swiftly approaching, extending a long hand to yank down the mosquito patch beneath her collar.
Under the dim yellow light, Feng Huaijin's handsome face was unreadable, with anger climbing rapidly.
Feng Huaijin clutched the mosquito patch tightly in his hand, and said in a cold, stern voice to the dumbfounded boy, "If you don't want a severe disciplinary record, catch the guy who sold her information within ten minutes."
The boy was utterly stunned on the spot, staring blankly at Feng Huaijin.
A discipline record, and a severe one at that?
Damn, what did he do to deserve a record?
Xu Haohao glanced at him sympathetically and said, "You'd better go quickly. If you go early, it might just be a record; go late, and it might be expulsion."
