Qiao Xiguan also felt a bit uneasy, the discomfort in her chest lingering persistently.
If Gu Zichen knew Mo Shu was a spy, would he feel devastated?
Her gaze shifted suddenly, a hint of complaint in her tone as she asked, "When did you find out Mo Shu was undercover? Why didn't you tell us earlier? I don't believe you just figured it out now."
Her words carried an unmistakable certainty.
"I only just confirmed it." Winterson said, his eyes fixed in the direction of the screen. They were temporarily safe for now, so he took the opportunity to chat with Qiao Xiguan to ease the oppressive emotions. He added, "This afternoon when we were leaving, the boss called us, remember? He told me to keep my distance from you all, and then he said Mo Shu was Ai Qing's spy and advised me to be cautious."
"What?! Gu Zichen knew all along?!" Qiao Xiguan exclaimed in shock.
Gu Zichen, that scheming bastard!
