Chapter 72: Little Yinzhang Must Be Scared, Right?_1

Qiao An was stunned for a moment before she realized that Mu Jingxi was interrogating her.

Coldness crept up from her feet.

Although the temperature inside the room was fine, Qiao An felt ice-cold, her body almost stiffening.

The corners of her lips slightly lifted, a trace of irony flashed through the depths of her eyes, "You won't believe anything I say now, so why bother asking me?"

Ji Qingxin was his fiancée, she was pregnant with his child, and Mu Shaoxi was his nephew; both emotionally and rationally, he would be biased towards them.

The interrogation now was just the calm before the storm.

"Speak!"

Mu Jingxi's dark eyes roiled with stormy waves, his jaw clenched tight, his voice already as cold as it could get.

"Jingxi, calm down."

Mu Chongming spoke out indifferently, then instructed a servant nearby, "Take Miss Qiao down to rest."

"Yes, sir."

The servant led Qiao An away.