"Who are you?"
Pei Qingqing was the first to speak.
Her sharpness frightened Liang Yu, who didn't dare to reply.
After all, it had been their fault, and now they were questioning others, Liang Yu felt embarrassed.
Yet like an uncontrollable bull, Pei Qingqing stood in front of Liang Yu, aggressive and confrontational.
"I'm talking to you, did you overhear our conversation just now?"
At that moment, Kai Ruoqi leaned against the wall, his mind as clear as a mirror, seeing everything that happened vividly.
He knew the person who framed Wen Mian was Liang Yu, and Pei Qingqing beside her was also the one urging Liang Yu to act.
But he was also aware that he couldn't reveal it just yet.
"Just passing by."
Kai Ruoqi straightened his suit, then took out a performer's pass and waved it in front of Pei Qingqing.
"This is the backstage area for artists, isn't it normal for me to pass through here as I wait to go on stage?"
