It had to be said that qu ya was too naive.
After the sound of paper being torn came to an end, joesse chuckled, pretending to be confused.
"What are you doing? are you destroying the evidence?"
The casual question made qu ya's face even uglier. She and Wen Ling looked at each other and reached a consensus.
"What do you mean by destroying evidence? what are you talking about? I don't understand a word you're saying." Qu ya's eyes flickered as she spoke.
However, she did not know that her actions were completely useless.
"Yeah," Wen Ling argued,"we were just joking. Miss Qiao, you guys took it too seriously."
"Is that so?"
Joesse did not mind. She greeted Chen zuolin on the phone and asked him to wait for a moment. Then, she took out something else from her pocket.
A recording pen.
Ever since the theft incident from a year ago, where Joes was maligned and even locked up in the detention center, she had learned one thing.
