Setting down her coffee cup, Qiao Qianmo maintained a voice that was even calmer than Xiyan's. "But you're already upset about Ou Jue's attitude toward me, aren't you? You've been absolutely furious about it. Isn't that right?"
Xiyan's breath hitched for a second.
She struggled to steady her emotions.
Right now, this feeling… it was as if she were competing with Qiao Qianmo.
Competing to see who could keep their composure longer.
Whoever lost control first, lost the game.
Her hand clenched into a tight fist. Xiyan stood up. "I've seen plenty of people try to sow discord. You're hardly the first. That's enough. I have other things to do. Goodbye."
"Wait." Qiao Qianmo stopped Xiyan and picked up her vibrating phone, a faint smile on her lips. "I can make you give up right now."
As she spoke, Qiao Qianmo answered the call and activated the speakerphone.
"Where are you?" A low, steady voice drifted over.
Xiyan whipped her head around in an instant.
It was Ou Jue's voice!
