Qiao Nian frowned slightly, slowly reached out and took it, opened the white rope of the sealed bag, and looked through the information compiled by Mihir.
She read things very quickly, and she finished reading more than ten pages of professional information in less than ten minutes. After reading, she stuffed the things back again, raised her eyes to meet three pairs of eyes waiting for her comments, and resealed the file without saying a word. Well give it back to Mihir.
"good."
"Huh~" Liang Conglin breathed a sigh of relief, patted his cheeks and said, "You said so, I'm not so nervous anymore."
Liang Feng also relaxed unconsciously, smiled, and turned his head to talk to Liang Conglin: "Yes, even I feel confident after Miss Qiao said it."
Mihir wanted to say: ‘Isn’t this what I prepared?’.
Liang Feng said to him: "Mr. Mihir, we have agreed that you will be the main attacker later, and I will be your deputy and be responsible for supplementing on the side."
"OK, no problem." Mihir had just agreed confidently, and suddenly he covered his stomach without any trace, as if he was enduring something.
No one else noticed his little move of grabbing the clothes around his stomach. Only Qiao Nian saw it. While Liang Feng and Liang Conglin were still seizing the time to discuss the details, she came to Mihir's side and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? you're uncomfortable?"
Seeing that she had discovered it, Michelle reluctantly raised the corner of her mouth: "I don't know if it's because of the bad food. I always feel uncomfortable in my stomach. It started to hurt from the moment I got in the car."
“Stomach pain?” Qiao Nian looked surprised.
Mihir planned to push through: "It's not a big problem. I guess I had a bad stomach after eating this morning. I'll go to the hospital after this is over."
Qiao Nian saw that he was serious about what he said and that the court was about to begin, so she said nothing more.
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