Ye Shilong was furious.
"It's bad enough you plagiarized someone else's work, but to copy from Ye Yuning's studio? Are you just asking for her to settle the score?"
"You worthless thing! If you can't do it, why even try to show off?"
Ye Tong: "..."
Curses, accusations!
To Ye Tong, these words felt like needles piercing her heart.
Zheng Cai had also been reluctant to blame her at first, but upon thinking about what Ye Tong had done, she too felt angry.
Thus, as she listened to Ye Tong's low sobbing, she didn't even offer a single word of comfort.
「Half an hour later!」
Only after Ye Shilong had finally tired of his tirade did she tentatively ask, "Alright, what's done is done. We should think about how to handle this now."
"Handle it? With just the Nanjia Peak project, how many companies has she offended? How can we possibly handle it?"
As soon as handling it was mentioned, Ye Shilong's barely suppressed anger flared up again.
He felt he had completely lost face.
