[It's indeed embezzlement of company funds! Otherwise, An Lan wouldn't say so.]
[Just because someone starts live-streaming first doesn't mean they're right! Unless you really provide evidence.]
[Call the police and let them decide.]
...
Lin Meijiao looked pale as she stared at An Lan. Her thin lips trembled, and she realized that her guilty silence had made her miss the opportunity. Saying anything more now would be futile.
It was as if she suddenly realized something and grasped her brooch tightly, trying to remain calm, "No, I didn't, I..."
At this moment, An Lan stood up slowly and walked unhurriedly toward Lin Meijiao. She squatted halfway, a wisp of black hair falling onto Lin Meijiao's face, her lips curling into a mocking smile.
