If Middle Man doesn't mind, Lin Li is willing to waste a dinner time to help him keep an eye on Chen Yu Ying, ensuring that during the entire surveillance, no scene of Chen Yu Ying eating alone with any guy appears.
But considering that Middle Man would probably mind, Lin Li didn't volunteer.
Ah, pitiful is the heart of every father.
"Knock, knock, knock." Arriving at the dormitory of Class Four, Lin Li knocked on the door.
"Who's there?" Bai Bufan's voice came in.
"Egg seller." Lin Li answered.
"What eggs?" Footsteps and Chen Tianming's laugh came from within.
"Haven't you heard of Jia Qianqian's poem 'Into the City'?"
"A city the size of a palm, a door the width of two fingers, the soymilk man has gone in, the egg seller's knocking."
When Chen Tianming opened the door, Lin Li walked in with his hands behind his back, reciting poetry with rhythm and emotion.
