Qiao Xi suddenly came back to her senses. She looked sharply at the door and realized that someone was opening it.
The perfume competition's organizers had arranged a separate lounge for every participant. Some perfumers had their own teams. During this period, they would gather together to discuss perfume recipes. Hence, under normal circumstances, no one would disturb them. Even if they really wanted to meet, they would knock on the door first and not open it directly.
Qiao Xi frowned and suddenly realized something. The other party had the key to this lounge!
She looked around. The lounge was very simple, and there was nothing to protect herself with. She quickly took out a hidden weapon that Luo Qing had made for her.
This area was filled with lounges, yet the person outside the door came to her lounge. It seemed that they had a goal.
Qiao Xi took out her phone, turned on the recording function, and placed it on the bookshelf beside her.
