"If it happens again, Lao Mo will likely step in," said Chen Yuan.
"What shall we do then?" Zhou Fu asked with concern. "I heard Lao Mo is really strict about puppy love. If it gets exposed, we definitely won't be able to bluff our way through it. Not like Zhou Xinyu and Chen Yuan, who have connections."
"Hey, hey, hey, it's the Zhou Xinyu and Chen Yuan Study Group," Chen Yuan corrected.
At least on the surface, they were still cousins, not loathed ghosts.
"Why don't we take some time to help Zhou Yu and Sijiao with their studies?" Zhou Fu, always eager to help others, earnestly suggested.
"They're in the throes of love now; you can't teach them a thing," Chen Yuan stated confidently. "Believe it or not, we could be teaching them, and on the surface, they would appear to be listening, but under the table, their feet would already be entwined."
"You really don't need to paint such a vivid picture..."