A wave of jealousy spread from Bai Xiyue's heart, gradually replacing the fear within her.
"Too clumsy." Mu Qingge slowly shook her head and said with contempt, "So clumsy that I don't even want to continue speaking."
Was her carefully crafted plan deemed 'childish' and 'clumsy' in her eyes?
The immense anger in Bai Xiyue's heart almost burst out through her eyes.
"Sister Xiyue, why are you looking at me this way?" Mu Qingge suddenly turned her gaze and smiled at her.
Bai Xiyue was taken aback, and the hatred in her eyes instantly dissipated.
But still, it was caught by many.
"Did I say something wrong?" Mu Qingge laughed.
"No, how would Xiyue know about these things?" Bai Xiyue hurriedly covered up.
Mu Qingge took two steps towards her, grinning, "I haven't even thanked Sister Xiyue yet. If it weren't for your sharp eyes earlier, spotting those letters intending to frame the Mu Family among a stack of books, who knows what would have happened."
