Ye Mei twisted her slender waist and walked away, step by step.
Her hand on the office door handle, she suddenly turned her head as if remembering something and said, "By the way, the death of Yan Xintong wasn't only my achievement."
Qiao Xiguan's eyes narrowed.
"It wasn't Gu Zihan."
Qiao Xiguan looked at Ye Mei, at her devilishly triumphant smile, "You guessed it!"
Having said that, she left.
Qiao Xiguan glared fiercely at Ye Mei, her rage seemingly uncontrollable at that moment!
She clenched her fingers tightly.
She had never been one to go back on her words, and now Gu Zihan had bitten her once more on the promise she had made to Zhang Qiao'en!
With a cold face, she picked up the phone, "Milk, send Zhang Qiao'en in."
"Yes, but Manager Qiao..."
Qiao Xiguan had already hung up the phone.
She took a deep breath to calm herself.