Que Feiling wasn't being quiet. While checking his gear with one hand, Qin Muye covered his ear with the other and tsked. "Shut up. Stop your damn chirping."
'This guy seems to have no idea how serious this is...'
Que Feiling ventured, "You... really think it's not a big deal?"
"Why is your mind so filthy?" Qin Muye was sick to death of this birdbrain. "Just because you want to be the other man, you assume everyone else does too."
Que Feiling: "..."
Seeing the unwavering certainty on Qin Muye's face, Que Feiling even started to doubt himself.
But after arriving in the Lower District, Que Feiling, afraid of being out of the loop and forgotten by Jiang Qingli, had been relentlessly chatting with her during his breaks, gathering intelligence from every possible angle.
Que Qingqiong had also attended the dinner party the Xie Family threw to welcome Xie Youchen a few days ago.
