After two days, the wound on Bai Sheng'er's foot had completely healed.
Originally, she had intentionally inflicted the injury on herself, so naturally, it wasn't very severe. On the third day, she was discharged from the hospital and returned to the company to work.
She put on the outfit she had bought that was identical to Shen Heyu's. The moment she entered the floor of the president's office, all her colleagues' eyes were drawn to her.
Bai Sheng'er could see jealousy and envy in their eyes, and she held her head even higher.
She took a seat at her workstation and started by applying lipstick as usual, touching up her makeup.
Several female colleagues gathered around her, pulling up the video on the Da Yan software and showing it to her face-to-face.
They asked collectively, "Shengsheng, isn't this you?"
Bai Sheng'er glanced at it; her pride wouldn't allow her to show any emotion, and she answered evasively, "Haha, what do you think?"
