C599 Inspection

When Zhang Bufan returned home, he saw Qi Qingxue sitting on the sofa and reading a magazine with a cold expression on her face.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Mr. Xu saw Qi Qingxue's expression and sat beside her.

"It's nothing."

Qi Qingxue looked at Zhang Bufan and smiled.

"Just look at your face and you can tell that something must have happened