Song Qingyou narrowed her eyes.
"I don't know when Sister Lan and I developed such a telepathic connection."
When Chen Lan heard that, she pursed her lips and thought to herself, 'I didn't know you knew Mr. Jiang!'
However, he couldn't say this directly.
" I can't possibly be here to steal," Chen Lan said." Other than worrying about you, why would I come here in the middle of the night?"
"Tell me, did you feel unwell last night?"
Jiang Zhihan, who was lying in the cat bed, suddenly looked up.
He was also very concerned about this problem.
"I did have a headache last night." Song Qingyou patted her forehead. "But I didn't feel anything when I woke up this morning."
"Did Sister Lan install a camera in my place?" she asked suddenly as she got off the bed.
"How is that possible? How can I be so abnormal?"
After saying that, she immediately thought of Mr. Jiang.
Did Jiang Zhihan install a camera here?