Chat? Talk about what? How? Qiao Xi's body tensed up, and she couldn't help but look at Shen Hanxing's hand. Who would use such a strange posture when chatting? Although Shen Hanxing's expression was very calm, and the smile on her lips did not change, looking polite and elegant, Qiao Xi felt that it was dangerous, as if he would be splattered with blood in the next moment.
Did Shen Hanxing know something? No, that was impossible. Qiao Xi denied it subconsciously. She had done it very secretly, and Su Ling had promised her. Shen Hanxing would not have noticed.
"Mrs. Ji..." Qiao Xi gulped and almost cried. She tried maintaining her composure and whispered, "What are you doing? I was scared just now. I won't scream anymore. I promise I won't scream anymore."
