Chen Shiqing's face turned a few shades paler, glaring coldly at Zhuo Lin: "Who's inside?"
Zhuo Lin stood at the door, shaking his head again: "There's no one inside."
Chen Shiqing sneered: "Secretary Zhuo, you should think carefully. I am Nancheng's fiancée, his future wife, the person you should be trying to please and support!"
Xiao Mei was stunned for a moment, never expecting this woman to be Fu Nancheng's fiancée.
Though there was some jealousy in her heart, at this moment she also wanted to know what exactly Qiao Mo was doing inside?
She said immediately: "Mr. Fu is inside, along with another woman."
At the sound of this, Chen Shiqing's face grew worse, and taking advantage of Zhuo Lin's inattention, she pushed him aside and rushed to twist the doorknob open.
The next moment, a pile of documents hit her in the face: "Get out!"
