"Look, everyone, this pervert is that amazing basketball player, Chen Nan."
"I even heard that he prowled into the girls' restroom to peek a few days ago!"
"Oh my god, I actually wrote him a love letter. I can't believe he is this kind of person, I regret it so much."
"He's just scum!"
"..."
As Chen Nan heard these comments, he wanted to cry but had no tears to spare—he really wasn't a pervert!
To preserve his once-respected name, Chen Nan gritted his teeth, shook the bra he held in his hand, and loudly said, "Don't misunderstand, I just picked it up while passing by. Come on, everyone, take a look and see whose this might be so I can return it to its rightful owner."
Is this guy trying to be a Lei Feng?
The surrounding girls were all momentarily stunned, wondering if they had misunderstood him.
"Everyone come and check it out, if no one claims it, I will just throw it on the roadside," Chen Nan waved the divine artifact, shouting towards the girls' dorm.
