"Youyou, what should we do now?"
Shen Xiaomi was a bit hesitant. Even though Zhao Gui'an had recounted the events, they didn't have any substantial evidence.
Except for some call records.
But there were no related recordings, and for now, it was just Zhao Gui'an's one-sided story.
They couldn't determine whether what he said was true or false.
"You say President Shen asked you to do this, but how do we know you're not intentionally sowing discord between President Shen and Miss Shen?"
Chi Youyou asked coldly.
Her face was delicately featured, beautiful when she smiled, and had an indescribable allure even with a cold expression, but it also exerted an invisible pressure.
Zhao Gui'an felt suffocated under her gaze, as if he were having a conversation with a superior.
