Gu Qiqi bit her lips and looked up slightly.
Through the small window, she suddenly saw Gong Jue's thin lips move in the ward.
She moved closer to hear what Gong Jue was saying. Was he awake?
In the end, although she didn't hear Gong Jue's words, she heard Bai Lang's voice. "That little vixen Qiqi… She's plotting against you for your money…"
Gu Qiqi frowned. She swept a glance at the lazy Bai Lang on the recliner.
His friend?
He was speaking ill of her?
He didn't seem to have any expression on his face. Could it be that he was admitting to it?
As she was thinking about this, the door opened and Special Assistant Lu walked out. "Qi —"
Gu Qiqi hurriedly took a step back and waved at him.
