Ultimately, Yi Lin expended a great deal of effort speaking.
But he couldn't explain it clearly.
Li Erpang kept repeating the same two words over and over.
"Beast, beast, beast…"
He wore a wooden expression and no one knew what had stimulated him.
Molly was even secretly curious and asked how this seemingly honest Little Fatty could have become so foolish all of a sudden.
"Could he be one of Justice Pan's sick friends?"
In private, Molly looked at Yi Lin with suspicion on her face.
Yi Lin coughed lightly twice, feeling somewhat guilty, but he quickly explained, "He just got married, maybe he's so overwhelmed by happiness that he can't accept it all at once. Don't worry, he's usually pretty normal and won't bring you much trouble."
"That's good, that's good, that's good."
Molly made a brief greeting and then continued with her busy work.
Normally, it was difficult for anyone's arrival to distract Molly from her work in the laboratory.
