C125 Punishment

He clenched his fists behind his back, veins popping out on his arms, but he still had to pretend to be kind: "President, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

He started to play dumb. Qii Yichen did not expose him and coldly glanced at him. That look of disdain made Qii Yao feel like he was an ant on the ground, insignificant.

He walked past Qii Yao