For a whole week, Qiao Qiao no longer got up in the middle of the night to use Zhao Xiaoman's laptop.
Zhao Xiaoman, Yang Qiong, and Ding Xiaoyan were all exhausted. "Qiao Qiao, what's wrong? Why don't you get up in the middle of the night anymore?"
Qiao Qiao, "..."
Could it be under certain conditions?
Trying hard to recall that time, it was the day Zhao Xiaoman had diarrhea, she remembered making a call to Qin Shaojin—
She suddenly felt a bad feeling!
She had been unable to reach Qin Shaonan by phone; could this matter be related to him?
Pausing, she called Qin Shaojin, "You... tell me, your brother, he... he's not in trouble, right?"
Qin Shaojin, "What do you know?"
Qiao Qiao, "..."
She stood there, holding her phone, as a sudden bout of tinnitus overwhelmed her.
Qin Shaojin, "Who told you?"
Qiao Qiao, "Don't worry about who told me, is it true?"
Qin Shaojin gave an "Mm" sound, feeling that this matter was related to Qiao Qiao.
Could it really be Qiao Qiao?
