Chapter 44

Xiao Wang trotted over quickly and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "President, Miss, it was my mistake. I was not in charge of it. I didn't notice the aging of the chandelier. Please give me another chance!"

"Give you another chance? If something unimaginable happens, go to jail and wait for that chance!" Yi Mian sneered, "Some people can do better than you, so why should I give it to you alone? a chance?"

Xiao Wang was even more frightened, and looked to Yi Jinshu and Zhao Sheng for help.

Zhao Sheng aside, if it was him, he would not forgive, and it is even more impossible to intercede for him now.

Yi Jinshu has recovered his composure, and does not intend to intervene, regardless of his father's majesty.

She looked indifferently, and thought lightly in her heart, it would be fine if she just hit her, but who is not a high-ranking official who came to the banquet now, if she accidentally hurt other people, how could Yi Mian gain a foothold in the business world?What's more, even if there are no casualties now, but there are safety hazards, other people who want to cooperate with Yi Mian should think more about whether it is suitable.

Xiao Wang had no choice but to turn his gaze to the three Wen family not far away.

President Wen turned a blind eye. He is used to such things. He should be punished for doing something wrong, even if he is expelled. This is only on the premise that no one is injured. He is not the savior, let alone intends to do it. Forced to stand out, hurt the friendship between the two families.

Wen Zhanyan smiled unrestrainedly, just like a vicious playboy, looking at him without sympathy.

Ms. Wen didn't know what kind of mentality she had to say: "President Yi, this Xiao Wang didn't do it on purpose, it was just a mistake at work. Who hasn't made a mistake yet? What's more...Miss Yi doesn't have any serious problems, how about Forget it."

Yi Mian's complexion was extremely bad, and she looked at her coldly: "This matter has nothing to do with Miss Wen."

President Wen coughed twice to signal Miss Wen not to talk too much.

Ms. Wen couldn't help being angry: "I just feel it's a pity! Ms. Yi is not very generous, but also narrow-minded. A top group of Yi's is so embarrassing to her subordinates!"

President Wen snorted: "Zhanyuan!"

Wen Zhanyuan sneered, and sure enough she stopped talking, but her expression was full of disdain.

President Wen apologized: "President Yi, it doesn't matter if it's a little girl or not. It's lucky that Ms. Yi was not injured. No matter how you punish your own negligent employees, it's not too much. Please forgive me."

Yi Mian didn't respond, but just looked at Xiao Wang with cold eyes: "It's better that everything just now was a mistake, not caused by you on purpose. Once I find the evidence, I don't know if you can bear the crime of intentional homicide."

Xiao Wang wiped his sweat.

Yi Jinshu's eyes were always calm, even if Wen Zhanyuan was provocative, her eyes were only indifferent, more like looking at a clown.

Yi Mian didn't notice any clues. He felt that this incident was not just an accident, and he didn't intend to let Xiao Wang leave intact. Once he finds the evidence, he and the people behind him will wait to bear the thunder of the Yi family. Be angry!

Wen Zhanyuan's pupils shrank rapidly.

Yi Mian turned and left, Yi Jinshu and Zhao Sheng followed suit, but just as soon as he left, Yi Jinshu staggered and was supported by Zhao Sheng's swift hands so that he didn't fall to the ground.

Zhao Sheng was very nervous: "What's wrong?"

Yi Mian also turned around, supported Yi Jinshu, and asked in a low voice, "Are you injured?"

Yi Jinshu blushed quite a bit: "...I sprained my ankle."

Zhao Sheng bent down and squatted down, reached out to touch her ankle, and when he stretched out his hand, he found that there was a large patch of bright red on the back of his hand.

Yi Jinshu was also nervous: "Zhao Sheng, what happened to your hand?"

Zhao Sheng glanced at it, but didn't care: "Maybe it was scratched just now."

Yi Jinshu looked down and saw that the red dress he was wearing was not conspicuously bloody, and the silver accessories on it were indeed stained with a few traces of blood.

It should have been accidentally scratched when Zhao Sheng pulled her.

Yi Jinshu blamed himself endlessly: "I'm sorry..."

Zhao Sheng raised his eyes slightly to look at her, and didn't like hearing her inexplicable apology, so he took off one of her high heels, stroked her ankle, and gently kneaded it: "Where does it hurt?"

(End of this chapter)

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