But the crown prince seldom wrote anything, and there were only a handful of his works on the market.
Feng Wu didn't like the feeling of sitting on paper, so she dragged the paper out from under her bottom, crumpled it up, and threw it into a corner.
Crumpled and thrown away…
Zuo Qingluan felt dizzy, but she soon grew excited.
Because she knew that Feng Wu was doomed.
However, Jun Linyuan didn't slap Feng Wu, nor did he throw her out the window.
Instead —
He snorted and turned away again. Zuo Qingluan was glad to see that Jun Linyuan despised Feng Wu.
She just couldn't understand. How could Feng Wu still sit on the desk when the crown prince obviously didn't want to see her?
Then Feng Wu did something that Zuo Qingluan deemed utterly shameless.
That was because —
Feng Wu was tugging at Jun Linyuan's sleeve!
Seeing this, Zuo Qingluan almost couldn't maintain her composure.
