Xia Mengyan was about to answer when her body suddenly trembled. A figure flashed past her mind, and she instantly swallowed the words in her mouth. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
Jiang Qin looked at her shocked gaze and smiled proudly. "You clearly chased Qiao Xi away!"
Everyone had puzzled expressions. What did this have to do with Qiao Xi?
Xia Mengyan's lips trembled slightly. "No… Impossible!"
"Xia Mengyan! Stop pretending. You're not the friend of Qingfeng's president at all! Today, the president of Qingfeng personally came to the company for the handover, but you chased her away. That person is Qiao Xi!"
The anger and grievances in Jiang Qin's heart gathered into a ball as she vented everything out on Xia Mengyan. After her angry roar, the place was silent, and even the sound of breathing stopped.
