Qiao Xi's gaze lightly looked at Kang Qingzhi. Everyone seemed to understand something and looked at Kang Qingzhi.
Kang Qingzhi's thin body trembled violently. Fear surged up like a tide and wrapped tightly around her body, making her unable to breathe.
'Qiao Xi! This b*tch!'
Below the stage, Kang Ru and Kang Jichuan frowned when they saw Kang Qingzhi's body tremble. Old Madam Kang gritted her teeth hatefully and wished for nothing more than to rush over and slap Qiao Xi.
Kang Qingzhi slowly looked up. Her eyes were wet, and tears fell like pearls. "Miss Bright Moon, this really has nothing to do with me. You… Why are you suspecting me?"
"Miss Kang." Qiao Xi chuckled. "I didn't say that this matter is related to you. Why are you in a rush to explain yourself?"
Kang Qingzhi gasped as a chill ran down her spine. The blood in her body seemed to have frozen.