The Mysterious Deskmate (50)

"Qiya, what were you talking to her about? Don't apologize to her like an idiot. It's not our fault. She's obviously…"

"She looks like a scheming girl, otherwise how could Young Master Jie be so good toward her? I wonder what kind of spell she put on Young Master Jie!"

"Could she have some special abilities in 'that' area?"

"Heh, I think so too. On the surface, she may look innocent, but on the inside she's super flirtatious. Don't guys like those kinds of girls?"

As He Qiya listened, she frowned and her expression changed as she looked at them.

"Enough!" she whisper-shouted them.

"What? Qiya, what's up with you?"

He Qiya gave a long exhale as if she were breathing out all the anger that had accumulated inside her.

"I said enough!" This time, she said it very seriously, emphasizing every word, her eyes resolute as she stared at them.

One of them was unhappy. "He Qiya, what's the meaning of this? We are helping you!