Qin Nanyu, treated like a coddled baby, was speechless.
Why didn't she just infuriate him to death instead?
"Hand your check over to Song Shu. Starting from tomorrow, you need not come to work. You're on a paid suspension, pending investigation." Qin Nanyu's thin lips parted slightly, enunciating every word.
"Why?" Ji Weitian was taken aback.
Thinking Qin Nanyu didn't trust her, her brows furrowed slightly. She was about to roll up her sleeves to reason with him when she realized her hand was still in his.
Qin Nanyu didn't seem to have any intention of letting go of her, either.
His fingertips were caressing her wrist, transitioning from gripping her wrist to holding her hand.
His other arm was propped up against the wall beside her, preventing her from running off.
Anyone who saw them in this position now might think he was being a sleaze, hitting on her.
