Duan Xingye was shocked and blurted out, "Fourth Uncle, it really is you with the plan, so that's why..."
Duan Feihan swept him with a cold gaze, and Duan Xingye hurriedly covered his own mouth.
Duan Feihan suddenly felt as though he had plunged into the Yellow River and couldn't clear his name no matter how hard he tried.
Duan Feihan placed the sobering tea on the bedside table and stared at Bai Chuwei with a heavy tone, "I am not a beast, I don't do such things."
It really was that Flying Carpet misunderstanding itself, and then it delivered himself to his home.
He had no strange thoughts.
How could he possibly do something to a student about to take college entrance exams?
Then Duan Feihan realized he was receiving a skeptical look from Duan Xingye, he desperately fought down the urge to throw Duan Xingye out—if it wasn't for this kid barging in inexplicably...
Bai Chuwei shook her head and said, "What I mean is, how could my Feiyu Carpet obey your command?"
