"No, in my heart, he is much more trustworthy than you, he would never do such a thing." Shen Heyu forcefully pulled his wrist away from Yansi's grip and then left without looking back.
With a bang, the door was shut mercilessly.
Yansi stood frozen, the temperature in the room seeming to drop below zero. Zhao Jin felt a chill that raised goosebumps all over his body; he carefully held his breath, "President."
He softly called out to Yansi. Yansi's expression was icy, as if a layer of frost had formed, and his gaze turned sharply back to Zhao Jin, his every word seeming edged with frost.
"Are you sure you've thoroughly investigated this matter?" Yansi's eyes were too cold, the pressure too intense.
Confronted with such a gaze, Zhao Jin almost went weak at the knees and knelt down right there.
Zhao Jin spoke, his voice involuntarily trembling, "President, I've confirmed it twice. Based on the clues I have now, it's very likely that Lu Yi is responsible."
