Back in the car, An Luxia was dragged in and a seatbelt was forcibly pulled on.
"Mo Han, what are you doing?" An Luxia asked, getting a little mad.
"Don't worry. I talked with your principal already. You can live with me."
". . ." Indeed, for rich and powerful people like Mo Han, everything was possible.
An Luxia leaned back against the carseat, closing her eyes. She did not want to live in the dorm either with such a big and comfortable house waiting for her. But. . .
"You could have just walked to my dorm and quietly told me?! Why did you bring all those men with you?"
Mo Han blinked a few times in an innocent manner, "Um. . . I was scared you wouldn't come with me. And, with more people packing, it's faster, right?"
An Luxia sighed and slapped the palm of her hand onto her forehead. Mo Han can be quite ignorant some times. . . in a cute way.
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