A tall and straight man strode in from outside, his gaze cold and piercing, with a hint of shadow on his handsome face.
"Qiaoqiao."
His deep voice carried endless concern.
Qiao An seemed to have found a pillar of support. She turned around, her eyes brimming with tears, and looked at him, her tone filled with endless grievance, "Husband, you finally came."
Mu Jingxi quickly approached her and carefully helped her up, bringing her into his embrace.
At this moment, Qiao An seemed terribly aggrieved, holding onto Mu Jingxi's neck and beginning to cry softly.
Mu Jingxi lowered his gaze, looking at his delicate wife in his arms, only hearing cries without seeing tears. Hm, seems like she's acting after all.
"What happened?" Mu Jingxi's voice was low, his face full of displeasure.
Since she wanted to play the game, he would play along.
At this time, Yao Wangshu also realized, Qiao An clearly intended to frame her!
