Under such a gaze, song qingxiao felt a shiver run down her spine. Goosebumps appeared on her arms and back. Her hair stood on end and cold air seeped out of her pores.
At this moment, her brain was spinning desperately, trying to think of a way to escape.
She had been a little careless tonight. Xue Li had probably noticed that she was trying to get the woman to spill the beans. The atmosphere between the two had become a little off. If Mr. Zhou asked her now, Xue Li would tell him everything that they had just said. Song qingxiao would probably have to bear the consequences today.
Her heart began to beat faster. Although her face did not change, a thin layer of sweat had already formed on her forehead and the tip of her nose, which had been dried by the wind.
Xue Li's eyes, like Mr. Zhou's, fell on song qingxiao. She lowered her head and seemed to be very respectful.
Mr. Zhou's gaze returned to Shirley. After hearing his question, Shirley respectfully replied, "
