Shi Jingzhou's face, covered with scars, was gloomily terrifying, and his gaze was unusually cold.
Qiao Zhiyi was frightened by his sudden change of emotion.
But at the same time, she had a new guess.
He must have a female friend, perhaps, not just a friend.
Bai Yue was just a smokescreen.
This realization made Qiao Zhiyi feel somewhat exhilarated, but she soon calmed down.
If there really was such a person, how could she not have appeared all this time?
After all, she was overthinking it.
"Qiao Zhiyi," Shi Jingzhou suddenly called her name.
Qiao Zhiyi looked at him uneasily.
Shi Jingzhou said indifferently, "Don't worry about Han Ling not being able to manage, just keep in touch with him."
Qiao Zhiyi clenched her hands tightly, she just knew those words from Shi Lanting had eventually made him harbor resentment.
Returning to Pu Garden, Shi Jingzhou went upstairs first.
Qiao Zhiyi sat in the living room, her mind in total disarray.