Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside the window.
The dark sky seemed to have been torn apart.
The atmosphere in the room was rather heavy.
Shen Xiyan walked into Song Qingyou's room confidently.
Seeing this, the others couldn't help but feel worried.
They didn't believe that Song Qingyou would steal anything, but they couldn't help but think that Shen Xiyan might deliberately frame her…
Song Qingyou pretended not to see the hint in their eyes and followed behind Shen Xiyan.
This was also the first time the camera had captured Song Qingyou's room.
Although it was a little empty, everything was neatly arranged. It was like heaven for people with OCD.
There were also a few small toys on the table in the room. They were all made of bamboo strips or grass.
[ All the toys on the table seem to be squeaky toys.]
[ Sister Qingyou is too good to Zhizhi. Is it too late for me to turn into a cat now?]
