Qing Yi's scrutinizing eyes were fixed on Wen Xiao'ai, not missing any of her movements.
He had been observing Wen Xiao'ai, every move, including her gaze. But no matter how he looked, she seemed like a little wife who had been wronged, definitely not someone either the Baiming Sect or Jun Wuyang would send.
He wasn't sure if she was pretending.
If she was pretending, her acting skills were truly top-notch.
Baiyi leaned in again to Qing Yi's ear and whispered softly, "Old Qing, this young lady doesn't seem like a bad person, and it seems she really knows Young Master. Do you think the Young Master had a one-night stand outside and she came knocking? And then he denied it?"
"Did you leave your brain at home today? Or are you soft because she's pretty? Looks can be deceiving. Besides, would Young Master be that kind of person?"
Qing Yi really wanted to hit him with a mallet.
