"I want to speak privately with Miss Qiao."
Speak privately?
Qiao An knew she must want to talk about Yan Zhenzhen. With a clear conscience, she wasn't afraid of her shadow, having nothing to fear since she hadn't done anything.
Just as she was about to nod and agree, the arm that the man had wrapped around her waist suddenly tightened.
The next second, the soft flesh at her waist was pinched hard by him.
"Hiss!" Qiao An sucked in a breath of cold air.
Mu Jingxi spoke on her behalf, "Qiao An is tired and needs to rest. If elder sister-in-law has anything to say, she can just tell me instead."
"Jingxi, are you trying to shield her?" Lin Shuangshuang's eyes narrowed suddenly.
His current stance made him look like he was shielding a criminal, an evil man who couldn't differentiate right from wrong.
"Until the final results are out, she is at most a suspect, and a suspect has the right to fair basic treatment."
With these words, Mu Jingxi waved and called over a young maid.
