Mingyao's heart skipped a beat, and she turned around. "What's the problem?"

Pei Zhao took two steps closer, a deeper meaning appearing in his eyes, which had been full of smiles. "For example, how Miss Su sowed discord among her colleagues."

With a loud bang, a buzzing sound exploded in Mingyao's ears.

Pei Zhao's voice was soft, floating in the air, yet heavy, so heavy that each word struck her eardrums.

Mingyao curled her sweaty palms. "What?"

Pei Zhao didn't hesitate and took out his phone to start playing the recording.

Her conversation with her colleagues and Xia Kexing was clearly recorded.

Mingyao's face paled a shade lower, and her body became stiff and cold.

"Mr. Pei, isn't recording a recording inappropriate?" Mingyao forced a smile onto her pale face. "Besides, am I wrong?"

Pei Zhao pursed his lips, put away his phone, and said with feigned regret, "My uncle hates the petty tricks and backstabbing among colleagues. If I play the recording for him, what do you think he'll do to you?"

"Hehe, Mr. Pei, what are you saying?" Mingyao looked at Pei Zhao with a tearful smile and said, "There's no need to tell you about such a small thing that happened outside the company, Mr. Pei. It's not appropriate."

Once Pei Zhao hands the recording over to Pei Siyu, her innocent and pure image will be ruined!

Pei Siyu hates being deceived the most. If he discovers your true colors before you've even tried to win him over, you're definitely going to end up in a bad situation.

She didn't want to start her business halfway through.

Pei Zhao looked at Ming Yao smugly, "Now can I treat you to dinner?"

Mingyao nodded vigorously, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Pei."

Upon hearing this, Pei Zhao raised his chin, looking arrogant and smug.