C180 Suspicion

Xing Mowei felt that Mi Qiao had been sneaking around for the past few days, sneaking around no matter what she did.

Doubt rose in his heart.

Mi Qiao rubbed her neck as her eyes rolled back and forth. She stuttered,

"I-I'm chatting with Chen."

Xing Mowei slowly walked in front of Mi Qiao in disbelief. His tall and straight figure enveloped Mi Qiao