Zheng Qing glanced at Doctor Xiao and thought he resembled an agitated little hedgehog.
"What's with him today, why is he so irritable?" the young cost student, Zhang, mouthed wordlessly to Xin Fat Man, asking with his silent lip movements.
The Fat Man clearly had no clue about teamwork or discreet collaboration.
"Oh, it's all because of Mister Sima," the Fat Man said nonchalantly, his voice booming, "The winter break is almost here, and Mister Sima can't go home with him. It's natural for him to be a bit moody... Didn't you know? By the way, who are you planning to take home for the New Year?"
Zheng Qing's face darkened, and he nearly threw the law book in his hand, aiming it at the Fat Man's face.
What does 'Who are you planning to take home this year' even mean?
Could such messy topics be discussed so casually and openly?
Zheng Qing only 'almost' did it, but someone else took action.
