The maid pointed to the tip of her own nose in confusion, “Miss Qiao, are you calling me?”
“Yes, you~come here~”
The maid scurried forward, “Miss Qiao, did you need me?”
“Come, pour me a glass of water.”
The maid looked on guard, never expecting such a simple task.
She immediately responded cheerfully, “Alright, I’ll pour it for you right away.”
As the maid bent over to pour the water, Qiao An stretched out her hand and slipped a black hairpin from her head, then pretended as if nothing happened and hid it under the cushion.
“Miss Qiao, your water.”
“I don’t want to drink it now, just put it there.”
The servant was puzzled, “Oh, okay.”
After the doctor completed his examination and confirmed there was nothing seriously wrong with her, he gave some admonitions before leaving with his medical kit.
Qiao An pulled out the black hairpin from under the cushion, her beautiful lips curling into a smirk.
Did they really think such a trivial thing could hold her?
Mu Jingxi, you’re still too green!
The hairpin was inserted into the keyhole~with a twist and a skillful turn, she pushed forward forcefully.
Click!
The handcuffs opened.
Qiao An snorted and cast off the handcuffs, quickly rising to her feet and heading out.
In the courtyard, Yan Zhenzhen and Mu Shaoxi stood side by side.
Mu Shaoxi pouted, clearly unhappy.
“Who will tell me what exactly happened?”
The man’s deep voice carried a cold, threatening note.
His steady tone was wrapped in the crisp chill of a cold stream.
Mu Shaoxi was still a child after all.
Startled by his uncle’s questioning, he grabbed onto Yan Zhenzhen’s dress, “Auntie, you speak.”
Yan Zhenzhen: “…”
What happened to not betraying me?!
You can’t rely on children after all!
“Hmph, if they dare not speak, then let me do it.”
A soft and delicate voice rose from behind.
Mu Jingxi suddenly turned around to see the woman who was supposed to be shackled in the hall presenting herself nonchalantly.
His narrow, threatening eyes narrowed, “Miss Qiao, how did you get out?”
“As one of the parties involved, it wouldn’t be right for me to be absent from your handling of this matter, would it?”
Qiao An scoffed, confronting Yan Zhenzhen’s angry gaze with disdain, “I was sleeping soundly when suddenly someone in the corridor shouted that there was a fire, and thick smoke kept coming in from under my door.
Mu Shaoxi, I could easily accuse them of premeditated murder.”
Mu Shaoxi looked puzzled, “Uncle, what’s premeditated murder?”
“Shut up,” Mu Jingxi said, visibly annoyed by him.
“Miss Qiao.” Mu Jingxi turned around, “Shaoxi is young and ignorant. New chapters come out on g.com first.
I apologize on his behalf.”
An apology on his behalf!
Qiao An’s smile instantly turned cold, and she swept a chilly glance over him, “The little brat might be excused for his youth and ignorance, but what about the adults?
This lady here seemed eager for my demise.”
Yan Zhenzhen shivered all over.
By saying these things now, wasn’t Qiao An trying to corner her?
“Miss Qiao, it was just a game Shaoxi and I were playing.
You chose to jump out the window, what does that have to do with me?” Yan Zhenzhen asserted unconvincingly, her face screaming ‘your own deathwish is none of my concern.’
Playing a game?
A game that played with fire?
Qiao An laughed coldly.
Did Yan Zhenzhen take her for a fool, or did she think everyone else was the fool?
“Fine, since you’re so righteous, go and explain it yourself to the President.”