Chapter 627: I’m Not a Flower, I’m Grass
Just as Lin Zhiyi was about to stand up, a hand on her shoulder pressed her back into her seat.
Simultaneously, a cup of hot milk appeared in front of her.
She looked up to meet Gong Chen’s deep black eyes.
"You haven’t slept all night, don’t get too emotional. Sit down."
Only then did Lin Zhiyi realize she hadn’t eaten a bite of breakfast.
She hastily drank two gulps of milk and then eagerly looked at Sang Li and Chen Jin.
Sang Li displayed Bai Ruoshu’s new product.
It was a complete set of pearl jewelry.
With previous experience, Lin Zhiyi quickly discovered that the pearls’ arrangement resembled twenty-six letters.
After breaking them down, they corresponded to three sentences.
Fang Sisi, awarded.
Chu Yin, fast.