"Do you have any idea in your heart?"
"Such impudence!"
Lin Shuyun slammed the table, discarding even her composure as a lady of elegance, "Who allowed you to speak to me like that?!"
"And who allowed you to speak to me like that?"
Nan Jiaojiao questioned, "Do you know how capable I am? Have you investigated whether I got my position through underhanded means, Mrs. Ye? Do you know me? Are you clear about my work capabilities? Since I arrived, I believe I haven't offended you in any way, yet you can make a fuss over a lukewarm cup of tea. For all those accusations you just made against me, I could sue you for defamation."
"You, defamation?"
Lin Shuyun sneered twice, yet the sarcasm on her lips seemed somewhat weak.
It was because Nan Jiaojiao's gaze upon her was too calm, so calm that it exerted pressure on her.
What she hated most was the chill about Nan Jiaojiao, the way she kept everyone at a distance, unlike Ye Shiqing, who could be warm and charming.
