Hu Yiwei was stunned for a moment before he abruptly stood up and started banging on the door.
"Is it Zhou Mingli!"
"..."
"Is it Lin Yumo!"
"..."
"Fine, I remember now, is it Gu Qiao, huh? The last time you came to see Pei Jinxi, I felt something was off. You were acting so oddly, and sure enough, it must have been you. Come out here, you! Come out!"
"Can you stop with the wild guesses? It's not Gu Qiao!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Mu Qianli pushed the door open.
When Hu Yiwei saw her appear by the door, wearing Pei Jinxi's pajamas with her hair still damp and looking exhausted, her face was a mix of embarrassment, guilt, frustration, impatience, anger, and resentment.
She didn't look at Hu Yiwei and with a face full of tragic resolve, she declared directly, "If there's killing or beating to be done, come at me. It has nothing to do with anyone else!"
Hu Yiwei stared at her blankly.
