"Mo Shangjun, does he really have someone he likes now?"
After speaking, Liang Zhiqiong bit her lip tightly, her eyelids slightly drooping, a mix of reluctance and skepticism, her entire being increasingly engulfed by sorrow and desolation.
Mo Shangjun looked at her, "I don't know."
She hadn't received any useful information, only witnessing Liang Zhiqiong's rough treatment of Peng Yuqiu, and as a trainee in Group B, she had the right to prevent Liang Zhiqiong's behavior towards Peng Yuqiu.
That's all.
As for the story of these two, she knew very little and couldn't make a specific analysis.
"Oh."
Liang Zhiqiong replied, clearly very disappointed.
After a moment, she couldn't help but insist, "You work with him, does he often make phone calls to someone?"
"...No," Mo Shangjun responded honestly.
Peng Yuqiu and Mu Cheng would usually mix with the trainees and were busy summarizing things during breaks, so she really hadn't seen Peng Yuqiu on the phone with anyone.
