"Could this extra set have been sent by mistake?"
Jing Min frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, and said:
"No way!"
As he spoke, he quickly walked to the table where Aunt Rong had put the things, picked up the box,
After carefully searching through it, I quickly found the invoices, receipts, and the person's signature information.
When he saw what was written on it, his face instantly turned extremely grim.
A storm seemed to be gathering in his eyes, and his cold, stern face was as if covered with a layer of frost.
Chu Wuyang moved gracefully to Jing Min's side and tilted her head to look at him.
Her eyes were filled with curiosity, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she sensed something unusual.
Jing Min's brows furrowed, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes. His fingers unconsciously tightened around the piece of paper with the recipient's signature information.
I felt a little guilty and wanted to hide it discreetly.
His movements were very light, trying not to attract Chu Wuyang's attention, but his slightly trembling fingers betrayed his nervousness.
Chu Wuyang would never grant him his wish; she had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
She reacted swiftly, snatching the paper away with a quick movement. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes sharpened.
She took the paper and read it very carefully. The more she read, the darker her expression became, and anger began to well up on her face.
Her fair cheeks gradually flushed red, like a rosebud about to bloom, yet with a piercing sharpness.
Jing Min looked at Chu Wuyang's expression, which showed a guilty and aggrieved look.
His lips trembled slightly; he wanted to explain, but hesitated.
Finally, he whispered:
"I don't know either……"
The voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, completely devoid of the casual and confident demeanor it displayed at important meetings, replaced by a palpable sense of panic, leaving the speaker utterly unable to defend themselves.
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