"If I find out you have a backup, or if you lied today, I'm telling you, I'll make sure you regret it."
Zhang Huasheng took in a sharp breath, feeling both helpless and worried about Pei Zhiyao's threat.
On one hand, he was afraid he had misspoken, which could lead to undesirable revelations.
On the other hand, he felt that Pei Zhiyao was meddling unnecessarily, hindering his own plans.
Meanwhile, the chatter of the employees outside continued.
For Zhang Huasheng today, it could be said that he had thoroughly lost face.
"Pei Zhiyao, do you really have to be so merciless, not sparing my face? Couldn't you speak nicely instead of causing such a scene?"
The man looked at him sideways, clearly filled with disdain.
"If you hadn't been so impulsive and troubled Wen Mian, none of these subsequent reactions would have occurred. I suggest you better stop harboring any thoughts about Wen Mian, or else, I will definitely cause you trouble."
Pei Zhiyao left the office.
