Qin Song's limbs went rigid, and his expression twisted as if he had swallowed a dead fly.
His original plan was to use these rumors to sabotage the partnership between Chen Yang and Zheng Xiaoman. Then, he would approach Huarui Group himself to renegotiate a deal. Most importantly, he wanted to crush Chen Yang, ensuring he could never hold his head high at home or within the Qin Corporation again.
But what the hell? Was I given the wrong script?
Inside, Qin Song was roaring with anger. He cursed those scumbags for being useless and mentally showered Chen Yang with insults. Why are you holding on to me? Since when are we so close?
Under everyone's watchful gaze, Qin Song felt like he was on pins and needles. He finally forced a sheepish smile. "Who... who said I was leaving? What nonsense are you spouting?"
As he spoke, the man lying in the pool of blood snapped his arm straight, pointing. "It was him!"
