Is Qiao Mianmian a Fool?

Qiao Mianmian walked towards her.

She remained standing while Song Fei remained seated as Qiao Mianmian looked down at her.

Song Fei didn't want to be outdone. But, when Qiao Mianmian's cold gaze landed on her face, it was as if a sharp knife had slashed across it.

She couldn't help but feel afraid.

Even if she didn't want to show her fear in front of Qiao Mianmian, her body's reaction wasn't up to her.

Qiao Mianmian had been by Mo Yesi's side for a long time. She had learned his way of putting pressure on others without saying a word.

Even if she only learned two to three points, that was enough.

At this moment.

She suppressed Song Fei until she couldn't say a word.

"Miss Song." Qiao Mianmian stared at Song Fei for a while before seeing sweat on her forehead. She then smiled and said, "I saw Miss Song staring at me and thought that Miss Song had something to say to me, so I came over."

Song Fei was speechless.