"Enough, shut up," Fang Yao's willow brows lightly raised, her beautiful eyes almost spewing fire, "What do you mean by that? Are you accusing me of carelessness, that I gave UA a faulty sample garment and nearly messed up the collaboration, and that it was only thanks to your saving the day that the situation was salvaged?"
"That's not what I meant, Director Fang. If you insist on thinking that way, I can't help it," Jiayi said, then mustered up more courage.
Since Fang Yao was determined to have her leave today, what did she have to be afraid of? She might as well go all out and retorted without mercy:
