However, as he changed the subject, suddenly everyone looked toward Mu Yichen.
Mu Yichen took a drag of his cigarette, "Do I?"
The crowd...
Qiao Yi leaned forward slightly, with a hint of skepticism, he asked, "Could it be because of Zhuo Wen?"
The moment he brought up this woman, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.
"She might know that Zhuo Wen is still in Rongcheng."
Mu Yichen took another drag of his cigarette, forced to admit the fact as he exhaled a ring of silver smoke vigorously.
"Might? She's known for a long time!"
After hearing this, Jing Feng frowned and spoke up.
The crowd...
Mu Yichen's gaze shifted toward him, puzzled and tinged with indifference.
"You didn't know? Right after Zhuo Wen moved out of your house, she knew that Zhuo Wen had moved into a hotel."
Jing Feng said while playing with a bottle of alcohol.
Of all the people in the VIP room, Jing Feng was the calmest.
The rest were going crazy.
But who could they blame?
