Upon hearing the name Ye Lin, Lin Feng halted his steps. Turning his head curiously, he saw a middle-aged, chubby man standing before Ye Lin, pointing at her pretty, fair face and sternly berating her.
When the term "fallen woman" came out of the fat man's mouth, Lin Feng's expression changed instantly.
Just as Lin Feng could no longer contain his anger and was about to rush forward to teach the fat man a lesson, Ye Lin suddenly spoke. "Director Zou, I've realized my mistake... but I need to explain. When I went to the bar just now, I was indeed on a mission, not just there to drink!"
"You still dare to argue?" the middle-aged fat man said gloomily. "Going to the bar on a mission? You actually expect me to believe that? Besides, didn't I already assign you a mission for tonight? I told you to watch this place and not take a single step away! Do my words just go in one ear and out the other?!"
Ye Lin, her face somewhat pale, nodded without speaking.
