1523. I want to smash his teeth.

Only after his figure disappeared from her sight did Qiao Xu's gaze remain on the office door, a thoughtful look on her face.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Moqing's low voice sounded by her ear, and at the same time, it also interrupted her thoughts.

Qiao Xu shook her head and then looked at Lu Moqing, saying:

"Don't you think Bai Yu is acting a bit strange?"

At this moment, Lu Moqing's deep pupils narrowed imperceptibly, recalling Bai Yu's reaction just now. The color in his eyes deepened slightly, but he said on the surface:

"Why would I pay attention to him?"

"You were obviously looking at him just now."

Qiao Xu spoke with certainty, exposing him.

Lu Moqing's complexion remained unchanged as he calmly responded,

"If not for fear of making you angry, I would have shattered his teeth when he finished speaking just now."

Qiao Xu: "..."