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Just as Nan Zhi's lips were about to touch the cup, her gaze fell on her computer mouse on the table.

Strange, something wasn't right.

Whenever she left her computer, she always had the habit of leaving her mouse straight. However, her mouse was crooked.

She glanced at the water in the cup again.

Nothing seemed to be wrong. Was she being too sensitive?

However, she had an ominous feeling, especially when she noticed Bai Weiwei staring at her suspiciously from the corner.

Nan Zhi schooled her features into an emotionless mask and acted like she drank the water, before she put the cup back down without a change in expression.

From Bai Weiwei's angle, she thought that Nan Zhi had drank the water. At that moment, she was distracted by an incoming call on her cell phone. Picking up the call, she walked out of the office with her phone.