Surprised for a moment, Zhan Se glanced at the desolate-faced Yang Mei, then suddenly curled up the corners of her mouth. "Didn't President Yan say she was your person?"
Yan Zhan's gaze landed on her mocking lips, his eyes cold and remorseful.
"Raised a white-eyed wolf."
Having said that, he turned his head and coldly commanded, "Take her down."
"Yes, Young Master Yan!"
A man responded and started to pull Yang Mei by the hand to take her away. Yang Mei shook her head vigorously, her complexion bleak and helpless. In her widened eyes, it seemed like she had a thousand words to say, but how could she speak with her mouth gagged?
Zhan Se's eyes narrowed and she raised an eyebrow suddenly.
"President Yan, it seems she has something to say to you. Why won't you let her speak?"
Alright, she admitted she was too suspicious. She speculated that the only reason Yang Mei's mouth was gagged was to make her take the blame. In the end, it was all a trick played by Yan Zhan.
