I Want To Move In Next Door Chapter 911 - 909 She Even Rifles Through My Home, Let Alone

"So you also think I should look into whether Miss Xia is involved?" Before Lu Yangui could finish speaking, the old Mrs. Han cut in.

Lu Yangui stopped talking.

Old Mrs. Han turned to Xia Wan’an: "Miss Xia, what do you think? Should I look into it or not? Or, Miss Xia, it has always been Miss Su speaking, how about you? Don’t you have anything you want to say for yourself?"

What Su Ying had said was essentially true, though her description had led to so misunderstandings. Xia Wan’an was genuinely emotional when she had blurted out that defiant phrase: "Even if I were up to no good, what the hell does it have to do with you?"

And that particular sentence... had been overheard by Grandma Han... Talk about bad luck, and indeed, it was incredibly hard to explain...

As Xia Wan’an was pondering how to respond to old Mrs. Han, the office door was pushed open once again, and Han Jingnian and Assistant Zhang Te walked in, one after the other.

Han Jingnian and Assistant Zhang Te, upon entering, did not expect to see so many people in the office; their conversation imdiately ceased.

Assistant Zhang Te quickly greeted: "Old Mrs. Han, General Manager Lu, Aunt Zhang."

After Assistant Zhang Te finished speaking, Han Jingnian called out, "Grandma."

Then he strode toward the desk.

Su Ying unconsciously moved her lips to speak when Han Jingnian passed by, her voice tinged with shy embarrassnt: "Han..."

Before she could finish with the word "General," Han Jingnian had already reached Xia Wan’an, "Why are you here?"

As he spoke, Han Jingnian turned his head and glared at Zhang Te: "Why didn’t you tell ?"

Then Han Jingnian’s gaze returned to Xia Wan’an’s face: "Have you been waiting long?"

Xia Wan’an shook her head: "No, not for long."

Han Jingnian glared at Zhang Te again: "Next ti, rember to inform imdiately!"

Zhang Te hung his head, silently taking the bla: "..." He had told Mr. Han the mont he entered the eting room that Miss Xia Wanwan was waiting for him in the office, right? Besides, wasn’t it him who inford that Miss Xia Wanwan had encountered so trouble in the office, which made him leave the eting in a rush? Wasn’t it all to highlight the importance of Miss Xia Wanwan that he lied? But was it necessary to glare at him over and over again for it?

Old Mrs. Han, noticing the interaction between Han Jingnian and Xia Wan’an, asked, "Jingnian, are you familiar with this Miss Xia?"

"Yes, Grandma." After a pause, Han Jingnian added, "She has my permission to co and go in my office freely."

Hearing this answer, Su Ying’s face changed: "But, Mr. Han, Grandma Han, she really was rifling through Mr. Han’s desk just now, and she was studying the Han Family Corporation’s sumr feature design drafts... She..."

"Design drafts?" Hearing these three words, Han Jingnian looked at Xia Wan’an with doubt, then he glanced at his desk, which Xia Wan’an had ssed up, and picked up the Han Family Corporation’s sumr feature product design draft: "Is it this design draft?"

"Yes, that one!" Su Ying, seeing Han Jingnian taking her lead, couldn’t wait to speak.

As if Han Jingnian hadn’t heard her, he casually glanced at the draft and then handed it to Xia Wan’an: "Since you like to study them, take it. Take it ho and study at your leisure when you’ve got nothing else to do."

Su Ying’s eyes widened: "..." How could it turn out like this?

Xia Wan’an felt as if struck by lightning: "..." Can it even be played like this?

Zhang Te, with his head lowered, desperately pressed his lips together to prevent himself from bursting into laughter: "..." Mr. Han’s move was too slick!

It took Su Ying a long mont to co back to her senses. She couldn’t believe that Han Jingnian would say sothing so audacious, and she couldn’t help but repeat what she had just said, "Mr. Han, this design draft is a Han Family Corporation secret; how can you give it to an outsider, what if she’s an undercover agent from another company? Moreover, when you are not at the company, her rummaging through things like that..."

Before Su Ying could finish speaking, Han Jingnian, apparently impatient, interrupted her: "She freely rifles through even my ho, let alone my office?"

PS: Worked hard today and wrote four Chapters! This Chapter also includes a draw for a lucky reader to receive a mystery gift box (signed book peripherals 52 red envelope MAC lipstick), eligibility: voting~