Qin Xin opened another chocolate and ate one; it was imported dark chocolate, rich and delightful.
The chocolates were individually wrapped, and after tasting just a bit, she placed the rest of the big box on Song Anjing's small bed as thanks for her timely tip-off.
Otherwise, her little disguise might have really been exposed by Mr. Nalan.
She picked up her phone to check the time; it was still early for lunch.
However, while her phone was on silent mode, she had missed a bunch of calls!
They were all from Ao Xinghao.
Wasn't the competition supposed to be over by now? Why was Ao Xinghao in such a hurry to find her?
She called back.
Ao Xinghao's urgent voice came through low: "Xin, where are you? Can you come back to the lecture hall quickly?"
Qin Xin raised an eyebrow: "What's up?"
