Mu Xiaoqi remembered that on the day when she was asked to go to the police station for questioning, she had been photographed by multimedia. This event would definitely be on the news, but he did not know how to arrange her in the news.

"Don't mention it!" Xia Ruxue said unevenly, "Those journalists are all scribbling! But..." She bit her lip to catch up on the following topic.

"But what?" Mu Xiaoqi seized her words sensitively, saw her with a voiceless and stopping look, and asked, "If snow, what else can you say between you and me?"

"I... Well, seven seven seven, in fact, should also tell you, so...