"I want to ask Mr. Mu to help me investigate that matter!"
"Do you have a suspect?"
"Yes! Zhang Hongyun!"
In the boss's office, their conversation was extremely concise.
Mu Yichen sat behind the desk, lowered his head in thought, then looked up at her: "Go find Zhao Huai, just say I sent you, and have him help you investigate this matter."
"Find Zhao Huai?"
Yang Qin was puzzled, thinking she misheard.
"Yeah! Aren't you quite close with him?"
Mu Yichen looked at her confused expression, remembering Zhao Huai mentioning she had told him about his twelve stitches.
"Alright!"
Yang Qin nodded in agreement as she faced Mu Yichen's cold gaze, then turned to leave.
After she went out, she stood at his office door without hurrying away, pondering and glancing back at the cold, solid door, wondering why she felt a vague sense of misjudgment.
Could Mu Yichen have anticipated...
