At this moment, Ye Xiaowei felt somewhat conflicted. She really wanted to ask Gao Jun what that red thing on the corner of his mouth was.
Could it be a lipstick mark?
If it was a lipstick mark, was it Qiaoxilin's?
But she didn't have the courage to ask, as she didn't know how to initiate the question.
So she just sat in the passenger seat, continuously pondering.
Meanwhile, the other team members returned, buzzing with excitement over the contents of the interviews they just conducted.
One of the classmates asked Qiaoxilin, "Qilin, how many people did you interview just now?"
Qiaoxilin answered, "I felt a bit dizzy earlier, so I didn't interview too many people. Sorry everyone, I came back to the car to rest."
Hearing this, Ye Xiaowei's brows furrowed slightly, and her sixth sense grew even more convinced.
By the time they returned to the school, Gao Jun noticed the change in Ye Xiaowei's mood, so after everyone got off the car, he asked, "What's wrong?"