Designer Wang slammed her hand on the table and stood up, her perfectly made-up face seething with anger as she glared at Song Weiyi through gritted teeth.
Not only had a man betrayed her, but now even a mere intern dared to challenge her authority?
If today Song Weiyi dared to talk back and she didn't stand her ground, she would become the laughingstock of the office. How could Designer Wang bear such humiliation?
The air was charged with the imminent outbreak of conflict as Song Weiyi bit her lip, staring at Designer Wang.
Reason told her that as an intern, she shouldn't be confronting Designer Wang.
But the raging fire within her was almost too much to handle; she had held her tongue for a full two days. She wasn't one of the Ninja Turtles, she had a temper too.
"Designer... Designer Wang... Weiyi didn't do it on purpose, she just..." From the corner of the room, Mo Xueying had stood up, stammering yet carefully trying to explain on behalf of Song Weiyi.
