"You!" Pei Ruoxi glared at the woman in a fit of anger, "Just you wait, I... I'm going to sue you... sue you for defamation."
"Suit yourself," the female accountant scoffed with indifference, a cold smile on her face, "Anyway, I have nothing to lose, so do as you wish, unless you're afraid of escalating the situation."
Her words struck Pei Ruoxi where it hurt most.
Now, far from being able to cover it up, she was even less inclined to blow the matter up.
She shoved the female accountant aside and stormed into the office. Moments later, she emerged, clutching her computer and purse. She glanced around at the onlookers who were giving her cold stares, her gaze lingering on Ji Mo for a few seconds. In a swift motion, she ripped off the bracelet on her wrist and smashed it to the ground before striding away.
Bowing his head, Ji Mo stepped forward, picked up the bracelet, and the crowd, watching his every move, kept silent.
