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An Ziqi smiled and comforted the two, "Don't worry, it's okay, it's just splashed on the clothes, I'll go to the bathroom and wipe the clothes." ”

"I'll take you with me." The waiter was busy talking.

An Ziqi nodded, got up to greet Mu Qing, and then walked outside with the waiter.

In the box, Mu Qing was the only one left.

Looking at the two cups of coffee in front of her, her face turned pale, and the hand under the table clenched and loosened, and then held it tightly again.

After struggling for a long time, he reached out and took out a small glass bottle containing white powder from the bag next to him.

She really didn't want to do this, but she thought of the courier she received in the morning, thought of her father whose life and death were unknown at the moment, and thought of the call from Lan Huan.

Mu Qing closed her eyes, bit her lip hard, and poured the white powder in the bottle into the cup of coffee in front of An Ziqi with trembling hands.

An Ziqi walked outside with the waiter for a while, thinking that she forgot to call Xiao Moli before she came, afraid that she wouldn't answer his call, Xiao Moli should be worried again, maybe he would make some mess to find her again, so he said hello to the waiter and turned back towards the box where they were.

They came out in a hurry, the door of the box was not closed tightly, An Ziqi walked to the door, and just as she was about to reach out and push the door, she saw through the gap in the door that Mu Qing was holding a small glass bottle in her hand and pouring something into her coffee cup.

Her brows couldn't help frowning tightly, no wonder she always felt that Mu Qing was weird today, but she didn't know what she poured into her cup?

What was she doing here?

An Ziqi thought for a moment, turned around and walked in the direction of the bathroom again.

After cleaning up the coffee stains on her clothes, An Ziqi returned to the box where they were, looked at Mu Qing opposite and asked casually, "Did anyone call me?" ”

"Nope." Mu Qing sat opposite and shook his head, his fingertips pinching the cup turned white.

An Ziqi raised her eyes slightly and glanced at her, maybe her actions just now were too flustered, there was still a little white powder left on the table, lowered her eyes, reached out and picked up the cup in front of her, and sent it to her lips.

Mu Qing saw that she was about to drink, and shouted hurriedly, "Sister Ziqi." ”

"Huh? What's wrong? An Ziqi pretended to look at her puzzled.

Mu Qing struggled in his eyes and bit his lip, "No...... It's okay, I just think the coffee is a little bitter and want to ask if you want to add sugar. ”

An Ziqi smiled, "I don't like to drink coffee, it's too bitter, and Mo Li doesn't like it either." ”

As he spoke, he pressed the pager on the table.

In fact, it's not that Xiao Moli doesn't like it, he also drank coffee at the beginning, but later saw that she didn't like it, so he changed it.

A service staff immediately rushed over, "Miss An, what are your orders?" ”

An Ziqi pushed the coffee in front of him aside, "The coffee is a little cold, help me change a cup of milk tea, thank you." ”

Mu Qing watched the waiter take the cup of coffee away, and she didn't know how she felt, she was relieved for An Ziqi, but she couldn't help but hold it tightly for her father.

This contradiction and entanglement tormented her, making her anxious and uneasy.

The waiter brought milk tea in again, and the two chatted for a while, and An Ziqi explained to her some acting skills and precautions.