"How could the design draft, which was perfectly fine, be leaked? And others even produced it before us," the minister looked at Ye Ranran suspiciously.
Ye Ranran, who caught his gaze, considered it quite ludicrous. "You don't think I leaked it, do you?"
"Only a few people saw the design draft, and only three of us were there when it was finalized. I definitely didn't do it. You can't possibly suspect Young Master Jun..."
Ye Ranran didn't know what to say. She understood him; he was just trying to avoid blame, so he pointed all faults at her.
OK, she could accept that.
"Never mind, think whatever you want." Ye Ranran stood up.
"Where are you going?" the minister stopped her.
"To see Jun Mochan."
Just as she reached the door, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Ye Ranran, caught off guard, almost bumped into the incoming person.
"Why are you so edgy?" Jun Mochan embraced her smoothly.
Ye Ranran immediately pulled back: "Perfect timing, I need to speak with you."