In order to extract the "plan that led to the defeat of the third platoon" from Mo Shangjun, Lang Yan paid a certain price.
Fortunately, considering their friendship, the price he paid was not too steep.
First, he would take care of her meals for three days, bringing them back from the cafeteria to the office on time for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Second, he would take care of her internal affairs for three days, strictly adhering to the standards for internal affairs scoring.
Third, he was forbidden from disclosing her injury to the second platoon.
Lang Yan agreed to the first two conditions. As for the last one, although he said yes on the surface, he couldn't help but mutter to himself. She hadn't told him the true extent of her injury, so even if he wanted to disclose it, he had no way to do so.
"So, I am now..."
Lang Yan hinted to Mo Shangjun, unable to hide the urgency in his eyes.
"Breakfast."
"...Alright," Lang Yan hesitantly responded.
