"Found out?"
In the translation department, Wa Yue'an pushed open Mei Qiong's office door, carrying two cups of coffee.
The latter looked at Wa Yue'an with calm eyes.
There was not a trace of panic due to her arrival.
The cigarette clamped in her hand showed no sign of being put down.
She wore a white shirt exclusive to the Presidential Mansion and leaned back in her chair.
The computer in front of her was live-streaming the Song Family elder's press conference.
A mocking smile played lightly on Mei Qiong's face.
She glanced at Wa Yue'an, who brought the coffee cup over and handed it to her.
Wa Yue'an pulled out the chair opposite Mei Qiong and sat down.
For a moment, the two remained silent and wordless.
Only the sound from the live broadcast of the press conference came through the computer.
......
"Mr. Song, is it true as rumored outside?"
"The evidence has been handed over to the police. If it wasn't as rumored, the police wouldn't have detained the person."
