The slender man's eyes flickered, and his body trembled slightly, yet he stubbornly blocked the way in front of him.
"What, are you feeling guilty?"
A cold, sharp curve formed on Lu Wenjin's lips as he forcibly pushed the person in front of him aside.
On this side, Ah Qing clenched his teeth, holding onto the computer desk with all his might, unwilling to give ground: "Why should I let you see my emails?"
A few seconds passed.
He added another sentence: "You call me a traitor, show me the evidence!"
Xiao Le and the others stood frozen in place, at a loss for what to do.
Their subconscious told them that K was right.
But they were also afraid of wronging Ah Qing.
At that moment, a small mouse was suddenly hurled their way, breaking the deadlock.
As it was about to hit his face, Ah Qing instinctively dodged, and at the same time, Lu Wenjin narrowed his eyes and pushed away the obstruction in front of him, opening the email on the screen.
