C1208 Hsing Xi!

At the table, Rong Qi rested his chin on his hand.

Feng Tiange had a question, "If Lai Hong is up to something, why drag me into it?"

The room fell silent. Both Shieh Fengqing and Yuye shared the same curiosity.

"Logically, if someone is hiding something, they wouldn't want outsiders involved," Rong Qi said, sitting up and reaching for a piece of the delicious-looking pastry on the plate