Listening to their tumultuous discussion, Su Qingnuan sighed helplessly: "I just made a cup of coffee to help, I didn't do anything else!"
However, such a weak explanation did nothing to satisfy them.
Su Qingnuan was cornered in the break room for half an hour. Seeing that she refused to give a single word, their expressions changed, and they dispersed one by one.
Watching the crowd scatter, Su Qingnuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Exiting the break room, she looked around to find quite a few people staring at her.
Among them were plenty of familiar faces. With a sense of dread, Su Qingnuan braced herself and walked back to her desk.
It was only after sitting down that Su Qingnuan finally felt the oppressive atmosphere fade away.
How could a few casual words exchanged with Xia Xing in the break room lead to everyone reacting like this?
Puzzlement and confusion spread endlessly in Su Qingnuan's mind.
