"I told you to get out of my way." Qin Yin's voice was even colder now.
Cheng Hao (who had previously had sugar milk in his hands) refused to move, and regardless of Qin Yin's reply, he retorted, "CEO Nan isn't here."
"Not here? Where is he then?" Qin Yin's chest rose and fell with her breathing. She wanted to ask, had Nan Sichen not allowed her to work for the past month because her design had been sold to Jun Lan?
What's more, everyone absurdly seemed to believe that she was the one who sold it. Why did Qin Yin have to bear this blame for no reason? Why was she being made a scapegoat?
Cheng Hao looked troubled as he looked at Qin Yin, but just as he didn't know what to say, he looked up and saw Nan Sichen enter from outside, right behind Qin Yin.
"CEO Nan." Cheng Hao quickly greeted him.
Qin Yin turned her head and saw that Nan Sichen was holding a folder. His gaze was profound as he looked at her, and behind him were several senior members of the company.
