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As soon as Mu Yaoqian said that, the meeting room was immediately filled with condemnation.

"How can you let matters of the heart affect your work? That's ridiculous!"

"How can a company keep such an irrational employee? This is just planting seeds of trouble for the company..."

"Is this a place to deal with personal issues? Employees who damage the company's image and cause losses to the entire company because of personal grudges should be fired immediately!"

"It's all thanks to Mu Yaoqian for discovering it early. If we had only found out later when the new clothes were launched, the company would have become a laughing stock in the industry."

……

A chorus of accusations rose and fell, and Yan Zuozuo knew that further explanation was useless. She looked up and silently gazed at the silent Qi Jiahui, wanting to know what he was thinking.

Finally, Qi Jiahui slowly stood up and spoke unhurriedly, "I am sorry for the losses caused to the company by my personal issues with Ms. Yan. However, Ms. Yan..." He looked at Yan Zuozuo seriously, "Whatever grievances you have, you can take them out on me. Taking your anger out on the company's interests is going too far."

What an upright character!

To Yan Zuozuo, it was utterly ironic. How could she still believe he would stand by her side?

She was so heartbroken she could barely breathe. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. "Mr. Qi, do you have any evidence when you accuse me?"

"Not for now, and I don't want any either. After all, I personally admire Miss Yan's design talent."

appreciate?

Yan Zuozuo sneered. In four years, had she never truly gotten to know Qi Jiahui, or was he just a good actor?

Yan Zuozuo, you're so stupid!

"Without evidence, it's a frame-up, Mr. Qi, who is so righteously accusing me. If it turns out I didn't do it, how does Mr. Qi plan to apologize to me?"

"Yan Zuozuo!" Qi Jiahui retorted angrily, "You're the one who's in the wrong right now, and this is just a reasonable assumption. Not only are you not cooperating, but you're also making trouble here. Is this your work attitude?"

"I'm forced to admit I didn't do it, is this Mr. Qi's work ethic?"

"you!"

"Alright!" The CEO, sitting in the main seat, growled, interrupting the argument between the two. "The company will investigate this matter thoroughly. To minimize the losses, we'll use Mu Yaoqian's clothing this season. As for Yan Zuozuo..." He glanced up at her, "Until the matter is investigated, put your work aside. That's all, meeting adjourned."

One by one, everyone in the meeting room left, leaving only Yan Zuozuo and Qi Jiahui.

She looked at her coldly, forcing back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes, and walked away without looking back.

It's time to wake up from this dream!

As night fell, lanterns began to light up the streets, and a bustling crowd passed by her.

A gust of wind blew by, and she couldn't help but shiver.

She looked up; the sky was terribly overcast. She took a deep breath, feeling as if the air itself was a knife scraping against her lungs.

She walked alone for a long time, staying outside until sunset.

She had no purpose, no direction, her mind was filled with her blueprints and cheap goods. The results of her days and nights of overtime work had come to this; she felt so heartbroken she just wanted to cry.

Her phone was ringing incessantly in her bag, but she ignored it and kept walking. The other person seemed more patient, calling again and again. Finally, Yan Zuozuo gave up and blankly swiped the screen.

"Zuo Zuo, where are you?" Chi Moqing's anxious and worried voice came from the phone.

“The main street,” she murmured.

"What happened?" He had heard a little from Chi Ran before, but she hadn't explained it clearly, which made him even more anxious.

Yan Zuozuo remained silent, looking down at her toes. Many people came and went, yet she felt utterly alone.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Chi Moqing said again, "Tell me the address."

Yan Zuozuo glanced at the sign by the roadside, and finally spoke.

Chi Moqing drove over almost at breakneck speed. He looked somewhat disheveled; his once neat hair was now a mess, his face was haggard, and his usually deep eyes were filled with worry.

"Zuo Zuo?" he gently approached her and called softly.

Yan Zuozuo sat on the steps, looked up at him, and felt a lump in her throat. "You've come."

Chi Moqing pulled her up, took her hand and got into the car, considerately fastening her seatbelt.

Yan Zuozuo did not resist, staring into his eyes, which were unfocused and unfocused.

"What happened?" Chi Moqing could tell that something was wrong with her, and he became increasingly worried.

Yan Zuozuo lowered her eyes and bit her lip. Just when Chi Moqing thought she was about to speak, he heard her slowly say, "My design drawings were stolen and are now cheap and worthless."

Chi Moqing frowned: "Do you know who it is?"

She shook her head: "The company suspects I'm using my position for personal revenge and that I sold the blueprints myself."

A sharp glint flashed in Chi Moqing's deep eyes: "Leave it to me." With that, he started the car and drove away.