"Oh," she looked up with a serious look on her face. "Yan Huan fell into my trap."
"What trap?" asked Yi Ling, her arms still folded before her chest. She made sure to use less strength, though, so that she wouldn't accidentally flatten her chest. If her chest was as flat as her back, she would be too ashamed to let anyone see her.
"I tricked her to play the female lead. She had even taken the promotional pictures," Luo Lin clapped her hands together. "That's all."
Yi Ling gave her a thumbs-up.
"Incredible," she stood up and gave Luo Lin a pat on the shoulders. "Take care. I'll be heading home. I need to figure out how to settle the matter of Sun Yuhan."
She flashed Luo Lin a sympathetic look. Sigh, why would she court death like this? How could she trick Yan Huan, of all people?
