「An hour later.」
"Gu Xiaoxi, are you okay?" Qi Xiang came out of another room and hurried to catch up with Gu Xi, who was walking ahead. She glanced at the short-haired woman beside them and asked in a low voice, "Did they give you a hard time?"
"I'm fine." Gu Xi subtly pressed the back of her hand and put some distance between them. This wasn't the time to talk.
'Who knew how many eyes were watching them from behind these cameras.'
Li Ming once said that people in intelligence work were often devious and perceptive.
'And right now, the situation was unclear... She was missing a lot of key intelligence and couldn't make an accurate analysis. She could only rely on guesswork. If she said a single wrong word, who knew what she would face?'
'Even though her ability told her that the short-haired young woman beside them meant her no harm, Gu Xi didn't dare let her guard down for a second.'
