In the corridor, Lin Zifan didn't go downstairs but stood at a distance, watching Mu's mother's guest room from afar.
Seeing Qin Zhaoyang emerge from inside, he hurried to bow his head and retreat to the side of the wall to make way.
Taking large strides towards him, Qin Zhaoyang stopped in front of him with a stern face, and stared at Lin Zifan's face from the side.
Lin Zifan, feeling guilty, hung his head low, refusing to look into Qin Zhaoyang's angry eyes.
"President Qin!"
"So you still know who I am!" Qin Zhaoyang's tone was icy, "Don't think just because you're her assistant I can't reach you. If anything like this happens again, I'll make sure you regret it!"
"Yes, President Qin."
Lin Zifan said with his head lowered in a respectful posture.
Qin Zhaoyang, wanting to let out his anger but finding no outlet, let out a frustrated huff and strode away.
As his figure disappeared around the corner, Lin Zifan walked briskly over and knocked on Mu's mother's room door.
