"Who are you? Why are you in my seat? Are you crazy?" Lin Shengran pointed with her finger at the pretty Mu Jinqi who was sitting in her seat and leaning on the back of the chair. "Me?" Mu Jinqi didn't react for a while. "Otherwise, could it be someone else? Is it a ghost?" Lin Shengran stood in front of Mu Jinqi with her hands crossed...
Concept: The author's own beautiful fantasy...
