Su Qiao glanced indifferently at He Xiaolan, seeing through her nature at once.
Hmph. She only wanted to curry favor because she had noticed that Jun Ting and Song Yaqin had extraordinary identities.
There were many people like that nowadays. They came from the lower rungs of society and lacked the ability to change their circumstances, yet were unwilling to accept them.
On ordinary days, they acted agreeable and easy to get along with at the company. In reality, they were merely hiding their dissatisfaction and ambition beneath that ordinary face.
While Su Qiao was chatting with 444, a man who had been squatting on a small mound nearby, looking honest and simple-minded, slowly stood up.
He was of average build, with a deep vertical crease between his brows and a perpetually worried expression.
"My name is Li Xingqiang. I... I'm a clerk at a small company. I'm thirty-one this year, and I was knocked unconscious on my way home."
Su Qiao did not hesitate either. After Li Xingqiang introduced himself, she briskly tossed her hair back.
"My name is Su Qiao. I used to do mukbangs, but later changed careers and became an outdoor livestreamer. I was also drugged and brought here."
Only, she had not been knocked unconscious. Someone had drugged her.
And the person who had drugged her...
Su Qiao narrowed her eyes and glanced at a heavily built young man nearby with somewhat dark skin.
When Cui Hu noticed Su Qiao looking over, he guiltily avoided her gaze.
"My name is Cui Hu. I'm twenty-six this year, and I'm Su Qiao's cameraman. I'm specifically responsible for filming her outdoor broadcasts."
As he spoke, he secretly glanced toward Song Yaqin, seemingly suspicious.
Following his gaze, Su Qiao's eyes also landed on Song Yaqin.
It seemed her guess