The discussion at Bureau 49 was still ongoing.
"Although the party was organized by Qin Chuan, we can't directly say that the issue lies with him. It's completely normal for a socialite like him to throw a party in the entertainment circle," Hu Ju said.
Yun Qi suddenly stopped, didn't speak, and her eyes, like bright pearls, gazed fixedly at some unknown corner.
Hu Ju was stunned, exchanged a glance with Yun Qiuce, then with Ji Lingfeng and Lin Jingchen.
He quietly shifted his chair closer to Yun Qi.
Inwardly, he was agitated—
Damn! I'm a thousand-year-old demon, a Qingqiu White Fox, and yet in my own office, what am I even afraid of?
Finally, Yun Qiuce asked, "Qi, what did you see?"
Yun Qi turned back blankly, "Nothing at all."
"Phew!" Everyone in the room let out a sigh of relief simultaneously.
Yun Qi withdrew her gaze, her face full of surprise, thinking it was just a common daydream as with any child, but did it really scare them that much?
