The people inside and outside the door were facing each other directly.
The scene was so spectacular, it left everyone internally shocked, each turning into a wooden statue.
Why was the junior sister listening in from outside? Huang Zhilei adjusted his glasses and glared at Song Xueling: Are you an idiot, you lazy cat? Bringing her over to eavesdrop?
Song Xueling glared back at the senior: He's the victim here, he wasn't informed beforehand about what was happening. Now, he's dragged into this social death scene. Dr. Xie might suspect he's an accomplice.
Cao Yong felt like his facial features were frozen.
The rest in the office were in chaos. Chang Jiawei wished he could find a hole to crawl into, not knowing how much she had heard, whether she heard him spill her secret. He would have clamped his mouth shut no matter what if he had known.
Fu Xinheng wiped his forehead, experiencing an unprecedented level of awkwardness.
