One could hear a pin drop in that cavernous cafeteria.
Everyone was stunned at that moment.
Their gaze was focused on Tang Hao's hand.
He was holding a pair of lace panties.
Everyone saw him take out that pair of panties from Fang Qiming's pocket.
Fang Qiming noticed the abrupt change in everyone's attitude. He lowered his head and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw what Tang Hao was holding.
'What's going on?
'How did that thing appear in my pocket?'
He was thoroughly confused at that instant.
Then, his heart skipped a beat. 'Oh no, I've been set up!'
"Oh my, what's this, Council President Fang? Tsk tsk, I must say that you have peculiar tastes!" Tang Hao dangled the pair of panties in front of Fang Qiming's eyes.
"You… You're framing me!" Fang Qiming roared. His face was ashen.
"I'm framing you?" Tang Hao smirked. "Didn't I just take this out of your pocket?"