"Forget it."
Fire Yang rolled his eyes dramatically, then with a miserable face, he grabbed onto Motan's clothes hem: "I just beg you to come out and clarify, tell everyone that I'm just a muscle-headed fool and that those incredible tactics were all figured out by you, okay?"
"Stop it, stop tugging at my clothes like that, what kind of behavior is this!"
With a stern face, Motan yanked back his clothes hem, then showed Fire Yang a bright and clear smile: "Now's not really the right time to talk about this, just bear with it a bit longer~"
Fire Yang abruptly stood up, tightly grasping Motan's hands as if he was about to burst into tears: "Big bro, please give me a way out! On the account that we're about to become classmates this September! And for how I've been speaking good words about you to Yu Chen these past couple of days!"
"Wait a minute!"
