C297 An Icebreaker Is Still a Trap?

Cheng Ling's flaming eyes were lit up by the screen. Her brain was working fast, her fingertips were fiddling with the pencil, her eyes were fixated on the screenshot. Suddenly, a light flashed, and the spinning pencil between her thumb and forefinger fell onto the table with a thud.

Cheng Ling looked at the time that she and Tang Yuze's photos were posted on Weibo. Last night?

Last night