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"Miss Qiao, shall we go back now?"
Qiao An, however, was not willing to leave so easily. Before she came, she had brought a recording pen with her.
Why not take this opportunity and turn the tables?
Coax Ji Qingxin into talking and let Lin Shuangshuang hear for herself who the real murderer of Yan Zhenzhen is.
With this in mind, Qiao An whispered a few instructions to Xia Lin, asking him to cooperate with her in a moment.
They returned to the Yunlian Private Room.
President Guo, Ji Qingxin, and Ji Zhicheng were all chatting and laughing merrily.
When they saw her come back, everyone just smiled faintly without paying much attention.
It seemed she was just an insignificant supporting character.
Qiao An curved her lips in a smile, and after sitting down, Ji Zhicheng asked, "Qiao An, how are things between you and Jingxi?"
"Not bad."
