A Dirty Move

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Mo Fan laid on the white bed. He sat upright suddenly, too bored to just lay there.

On his right was a floating vase, trembling as if it would fall to the ground at any second. In front of him was a remote control for the television. No one was using it, yet the channels kept switching rapidly. On his left was a pen scribbling on a piece of paper...

(Knock knock)

Someone was knocking on his door. Mo Fan immediately stopped using Telekinesis. The vase dropped to the ground and smashed into pieces. The remote control fell on the table, and the pen fell on the paper. Everything returned to normal.

Lin Junxian, dressed in another fine suit, came in with a woman around twenty-seven years old. They smiled when they saw Mo Fan was awake.

"This is my cousin, Lin Qi," introduced Lin Junxian.