C168 Qiyou

Wilson was standing in another room, sweating cold sweat. When Ling Xiaoya had closed her eyes earlier, Zhang Xingyun had actually walked over to the bed and had a quick glance at the camera.

With just a slight glance, Wilson seemed to have been exposed as if he had been exposed.

It's just a camera. He won't find me.

However, this was just to comfort himself