Recipient: LW

None of the three people present expected Zuo Qiurong to make this move.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment.

Brother Ye's words stopped halfway, and he stared at her, pursing his lips. His always gentle and elegant face was laced with a thin layer of anger. "Junior Zuo?!"

The expression on Zuo Qiurong's face became even more enraged. She turned to Brother Ye and sharply said, "We've been doing this project for a month already and have already developed a plan. How could we let her join at this time? Should we just let her sit and enjoy the success?"

She had felt bitter ever since Scholar Liao let Qin Ran participate in the experiment a few days ago. She had taken note of Scholar Liao's place of value on Qin Ran.