Fu Zhen blew at his beard and glared at him. As he spoke, his saliva flew everywhere. He was so angry that his entire body was trembling.
When had Fu Linpei ever been scolded so harshly by her father?
Her eyes immediately turned red and she felt wronged.
Because she was too excited, the water in the bowl spilled out, making her look embarrassed.
"You're right. I'm not worthy! Do you think I want to stay in that lousy Party History Office? Even the Qingshui Yamen is gossiping behind my back, saying that I entered through the back door."
"I didn't want to do it for a long time, so I thought of finding another way out! The reason why I encouraged He Meijuan to plagiarize Qingyun Wan was because Ye Qingwan refused a toast only to drink a forfeit. If she had agreed to cooperate with Miss Xue earlier, it would have been a happy situation."
"Miss Xue? Which Miss Xue?"
Fu Linpei accidentally spilled the beans.
