Chapter 466

"This is my company, where I can go wherever I want to. Who are you to tell me otherwise?"

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Ye Ning’s gaze started to chill as she stepped onto the staircase. She began ascending step by step, and not until she reached his side, finally able to look at him eye to eye, did she stop.

It was the first time in five years that she had examined him so seriously and at such close range.

In five years, his features had not changed at all. If there had to be any difference, it was that the fierceness in his eyes had grown stronger, and the sleazy, cunning air about him had intensified.

How had she ever taken a fancy to such a man?

She flashed a trace of disgust, slightly turning her head away, "I received a phone call in the workshop just now. It was from the design department, saying they were looking at the new blueprints. But, Mr. Sun, in the few days that I’ve been here, the design department hasn’t put out any new product plans."

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"Also, Mr. Sun, your fingers... they’re greasy!"

Her tone abruptly shifted as she lowered her gaze to his hands.

Her expression didn’t change, but her voice was eerie like a ghost. As she uttered these words, the air around her seemed to come alive with a deathly aura. In an instant, the atmosphere on the staircase grew icy cold.

Ou Yuze was taken aback, quickly looking down to see that indeed there were black industrial grease stains on his index and middle fingers. His heart fluttered in panic and he instinctively wiped his hand on his body.

"This workshop is filthy everywhere. What’s the big deal if I got a bit of grease on my hand? Do you have a problem with that?"

He cursed angrily, but as he wiped his hands, the black grease left two striking smears on his beige trousers—truly an eyesore!

Looking at all this, Ye Ning sneered, "No problem, but this type of grease is quite uncommon. It’s neither industrial oil nor the lubricant from our machines. It looks more like the grease dust that has been covering something for a long time."

"What are you implying?"

"What I’m saying is... if I were to go now and check out the control devices for the rolling shutter door at the main control room of our production department, what do you think I might find?"

She smiled faintly, her youthful face giving the appearance of a naive young girl.

But in reality, each word she uttered was like a snake crawling out of the darkness, slithering from her mouth and onto him, causing every inch of his skin, every cell, to shiver with dread.

"What the hell are you talking about? Are you suspecting me?" He finally began to roar, panic stricken as if he’d been hit where it hurt, even harboring the impulse to kick her down the stairs.

Yet before he could lay a hand on her, the woman standing next to him suddenly closed in like a ghost, "No, I just want to tell you that when a person does something wrong, there will come a day when they have to pay for it!"

"What?"

He caught a whiff of her fresh, light fragrance, and his eyes flickered momentarily.

Where had he smelled this before? It seemed so familiar.

At this moment, however, the woman whispered in his ear like a ghost once again, "Remember to come early tomorrow. I’ll be waiting for you..."

After that, she turned around and descended the staircase as if nothing had happened.