Please Look After Beibei

The person was Qiao Yanjue.

This made Xia Xibei very uncomfortable. Was he monitoring her?

She didn't care if she was being investigated in a general way. However, she hated to think of her every move being watched, leaving her with no freedom.

Seeing Xia Xibei's dissatisfaction, Qiao Yanjue's heart jumped. He rushed to explain, "When I called you just now, I was nearby. I was about to leave when I saw you waiting for a car on the street."

"Really?" Xia Xibei asked, quirking up an eyebrow.

"Of course!" Qiao Yanjue nodded seriously. "You didn't think I had people follow you, did you?"

"Ha ha," Xia Xibei laughed, the corner of her mouth twitching.

Qiao Yanjue was speechless. "Am I so untrustworthy in your mind?" he demanded.

Xia Xibei wrinkled her nose and said nothing, but her attitude was enough of an admission.

This made Qiao Yanjue a little angry.