The person who had been looking down at their work suddenly raised their head to stare at Jiang Muwan standing before them, eyebrows and eyes tightly knitted in displeasure.
"Don't understand what I'm saying?" Clang, Jiang Lin threw his pen onto the desk, leaned back in his chair with force, and said, "What I mean is, don't drag the trouble you stir up outside into the company."
"What is 'image' supposed to mean?" she retorted without giving Jiang Lin a chance to argue. "Isn't the Jiang Family using rumors about me and Ji Yanting to create a scandal also damaging the image?"
This counter-question suppressed whatever Jiang Lin was about to say next.
"I'm talking about the corporate image."
"So the corporate image counts, but my personal image doesn't?"
"Jiang Muwan," thud, perhaps because he couldn't win the argument against Jiang Muwan, Jiang Lin suddenly slammed his hand onto the desk and stood up furiously, glaring at her from across the desk.
