"I said, lady, clarify your words. Who stole your bag?" Ye Xuan furrowed his brows.
Is this woman nuts?
I don't even know you, why would I steal your bag!
"Whom are you calling 'lady'?"
The woman in uniform glared at Ye Xuan viciously and then shrieked in a voice resembling a hen, "I tell you, if it wasn't you who stole my bag, how come my bag is in your hands? And you still dare to argue!"
Ye Xuan casually said, "I was holding it for someone else. I didn't know it was your bag, and I certainly didn't take any money from the company."
He had already sensed something was amiss, as if someone was deliberately targeting him!
Moreover, Ye Xuan felt that Ma Zhitao's attitude was a bit strange earlier. Why did he ask him to fetch the bag?
It seemed to be a well-orchestrated conspiracy.
"Hmph, I don't care for whom you were holding it. My bag is in your possession, which makes you the thief. No point arguing!"
