As it spoke these words, its gaze had already turned cold.
Little Xia blinked, scanning the expression on the adult woman's face: "Big sister, are you really angry now? Why are you angry?"
The adult woman turned her head to look at Little Xia, her face cold: "Answer my previous question."
Little Xia pouted, folding her arms in a huff: "Sorry, Little Xia refuses to answer!"
Just as her voice fell, the adult woman's fingertips pointed towards Little Xia.
Immediately after.
Little Xia in this virtual space went flying, landing heavily on the ground.
Having never suffered such hardship, Little Xia immediately welled up with tears: "Mean sister, you're bullying me!"
"Answer my previous question." The adult woman coldly walked over to Little Xia, grabbed her by the collar, and lifted her up: "Did Hugo Hayes know beforehand that this would happen today? Speak!"
Despite the fear.
Little Xia still maintained a strong sense of professionalism.