Who's That Girl? (3)

Han Qiqing, who had been following Yin Shaojie, saw the person too. Her eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Su Lin, its you?!"

Behind the office table sat a beautiful and charming girl. Her long curly hair looked as pretty as begonias and she looked exquisitely dressed as her oval face beamed.

"Hello, isn't it a surprise to see me?"

Yin Shaojie looked down and saw that he had been hung up on. He returned the phone to Han Qiqing and strode over to his table and took his phone.

He frowned as he looked at Su Lin. "How did you get in?"

He clearly recalled having locked the door.

Su Lin shrugged. "You didn't lock the door. I just walked in."

Yin Shaojie was a hundred percent sure that he had locked the door.

Could it be that she had a copy of his office key?