Finding Someone To Fight With

Upon seeing Ling Sheng walk over with a group of classmates from afar, Xu Xi hurriedly reminded him, "Third Master, Ms. Ling is coming over. Your mask. Put it on quickly."

Jun Shiyan shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed deeply. "There's no need. She knows."

Xu Xi was dumbfounded. "How did Ms. Ling discover that when you disguised yourself so well?"

"She touched my hand." Jun Shiyan let out a low sigh. The young lady liked to play with his hand for no reason. She was the most familiar with his hand, so she had naturally recognized it immediately.

She had probably planned this beforehand. When had she started suspecting him? Had she decided to test him a long time ago, or had she decided to do it on the spot?

No matter what, he would not have a good time in the coming days.

After thinking for a while, Jun Shiyan sent her another message: Sorry.