Mo Shangjun pondered for a bit.
Then, she sat on the single sofa, legs crossed at the ankles, in a laid-back posture, "Ask away."
She had compromised.
"Want to know about your ex?" Ya Tianxing asked, his tone steady and unreadable.
Mo Shangjun folded her arms across her chest and laughed, "I've had too many exes, which one are you asking about?"
"How many exes?"
"Too many to count."
"Then your taste is pretty bad," Ya Tianxing said slowly, with a hint of sympathy, "With so many exes, none of them managed to improve your kissing skills."
"It just shows that I maintain my purity."
Mo Shangjun's smile grew wider, but for some reason, it seemed a bit creepy.
Ya Tianxing gave her a look, wisely changing the subject, "The ten from yesterday were part of the preliminary selection for the March assessment, and there are many others like them. You... caused all of them to be eliminated."
"..."
Mo Shangjun lifted her eyelids slightly.
Was she to be blamed for that too?
