She was prepared to let these two people discover her existence imdiately, ready to continue watching the show for a while. So she discreetly warned behind Han Xiayang with a voice only audible to each other, "Cover for , don’t let them discover now, don’t move."
Han Xiayang was instantly tongue-tied with grievances. If he had known earlier, he would have exposed this little woman as soon as he ca in, and wouldn’t have to be threatened now. He could already imagine the miserable life starting tomorrow, that bastard Lin Mubai would certainly tornt him to death. In that man’s eyes, he wouldn’t see his wife threatening him; he would only see him aiding a tyrant and observing the show, which costs a price.
Han Xiayang’s handso face almost twisted; yet soone still didn’t want him to have peace.
An Yuya, feeling happy after seeing the man behind the desk, looked at him briefly and then said nothing, her courage gradually growing.
She swept over the man at the doorway with what she considered an enchanting gaze and continued with a coy voice, "Why have you co in, hurry up and speak, don’t disturb and Mu Bai." She was confident that her sowhat suggestive words could be understood by anyone with so brains, yet the man before her seed brainless, remaining unmoved after her words, leaving her feeling extrely bored.
Han Xiayang remained utterly unmoved, not even glancing at her, just asked with a slightly puzzled voice, "Miss, are you an employee of the company?"
"Of course," An Yuya replied proudly, "I’m the newly appointed specialist in the finance departnt."
"Oh, I see." After a fleeting strange glimr across Han Xiayang’s lips, his deanor turned cold, even a bit aggressive, "Since you’re just a specialist in the finance departnt, what right do you have to speak in the president’s office?"
As soon as Han Xiayang’s question was uttered, the opponent’s face beca instantly unsightly, even speaking beca stuttered: "I...I...I’m here to deliver the monthly financial report."
The coldness continued flashing through Han Xiayang’s eyes as he rcilessly exposed the flaw in her words, "Now that you’ve delivered the financial report, shouldn’t you be leaving?" After that, he muttered to himself, "Seems like the company really needs a thorough overhaul, more and more without regulations, letting all sorts of monsters into the company."
An Yuya’s entire face twisted upon hearing, what, dare he call her a monster? She imdiately roared back: "Who are you, speaking gibberish here? Even Mu Bai hasn’t said a word against , what right do you have? Do you even know who I am?" After speaking, An Yuya secretly glanced at the man behind the desk; seeing no displeasure on his face, her courage further increased.
Han Xiayang continued with a half-smiling, half-mocking face, "Then you can tell, who exactly are you?"
Afterward, he saw a trace of smugness curve across her lips, as if an excellent answer was about to unveil. Sure enough, a voice full of arrogance reached his ears; if the setting permitted, he would really want to mock her on the spot: "I am the future President’s Wife of Lin Group."
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