The moment Mu Zimo and Xie Shan's eyes met, it was clear they had both locked onto Chen He as their target.
Yao Hui had never mingled with the other employees. As President Wang's mistress, she never did a lick of work, yet she had the highest salary and even received various bonuses from time to time. Everyone was green with envy, but they also despised her.
Now that this disliked person had been killed, no one would bother hiding their feelings, aside from some token sympathy. Instead, they would whisper about it amongst themselves, making it a hot topic of gossip.
Chen He was different. He had been fidgeting nervously from the very beginning. People only get that flustered when they're trying to cover up their awkwardness.
Xie Shan sat in what used to be Yao Hui's seat, which put him directly in Chen He's line of sight. A self-important beauty like Yao Hui would have been utterly disgusted by such a work environment.
