Song Youman pinched Xia Wan'an's face, rousing her from her sweet slumber.
Xia Wan'an puffed out her cheeks in displeasure, reluctantly opened her eyes, still groggy from sleep. Her black eyes exuded a bit of cuteness, "What?"
"I said, where were you last night and this morning?" Ai Jiang repeated the question.
Last night and this morning… she was in Han Jingnian's office. Could it be that Ai Jiang discovered something?
Xia Wan'an felt a flutter of unease in her heart, feeling somewhat guilty.
After some serious thought, she felt it was unlikely. Not only had she not given herself away, but Ai Jiang, who had just arrived at the company and was unfamiliar with everything, wouldn't have been able to dig up anything. Moreover, those who knew about her relationship with Han Jingnian were part of the Han Family or its trusted inner circle.