Qi Sinian stood motionless, his expression unreadable, as if he could decide a person’s fate with a single, weightless word.
Nan Shu stared at him in disbelief. “You suspect me? I’ve been with you for four years, always dedicated. Do you have any proof?”
Qi Sinian’s voice was flat. “The only reason I didn’t fire you last time was because of that dedication.”
Nan Shu froze.
“As for proof—” Qi Sinia
















