Zhao Youlin was rendered speechless. Her heart clenched as she looked at Mu Tingfeng's happy expression with a hint of smugness. She snorted, "President Mu, don't get the wrong idea. I don't want the outsiders to misunderstand that my grandfather is taking revenge and bullying the younger generation because of what we both did over the past."
As Zhao Youlin was speaking this, she grumbled to herself disdainfully, 'That old man said that I'm busy because I need to handle so many things in the company, so it's good that someone could share my burden. He already knew that I'm very busy yet he still often causes trouble for me. What's with hoping that someone would share my burden?! His glib tongue sounds just as sweet as a ballad!'
Did the former master really think that she had not the faintest clue what he had in his mind? He had dragged her down and now, he even intended to use her to pull in Mu Tingfeng so that he could work for him as well.
