Ji Zhongjun's face was deathly pale, but inside he felt so nauseated he almost spat out blood. This person had clearly been here all along, yet said nothing until after he told a lie, then came out as a witness. Wasn't this making him lose face?
Determined, Ji Zhongjun directly argued, "You're all from the compound, naturally you're siding with your own. I didn't say it means I didn't say it."
He wanted to see what they could do to him.
Shen Bin had never seen such a scoundrel. If an employee of his dared act this way, he'd have long kicked them out and locked them up for ten days or so, straightening out all their bad habits. Unfortunately, the person in front of him was Ye Ling's teacher, and the company style simply couldn't be applied. However, just a glare from Shen Bin was enough to quell the atmosphere, and Ji Zhongjun barely managed to maintain eye contact without looking away.
