The Miserable Xiao Yu

After they noticed the old man's gaze, Xiao Yu and Xiao Mi's expressions immediately turned ugly.

As for the others, their eyes were filled with pity.

"It should be the two of them," one of the old men said.

"Yeah, but which one specifically?" The other old man frowned slightly.

The two of them sized up Xiao Yu and Xiao Mi, and were seemingly unable to make a decision for a moment.

However, at this moment, Xiao Mi suddenly pointed at Xiao Yu and said, "It must be her. It must be her. It has nothing to do with me. Catch her..." 

When she heard Xiao Mi's words, Xiao Yu's pupils dilated, and disbelief was written all over her face.

She found it hard to believe that these words came out of Xiao Mi's mouth!

"Xiao Yu, just admit it on your own initiative. Yang Zhao targeted you back then. It has nothing to do with me..." Xiao Mi said with a trembling voice.