Ye Xiao quickly closed the last account book and gave Liu Changyi a sweet smile.
Liu Changyi, seeing that smile, felt a sudden thump in his heart. For some reason, he felt guilty, a sense of foreboding rising within him. However, he still forced himself to appear calm, telling himself that she was just a young girl, what could she possibly know about reading ledgers? He guessed that she was just bluffing, waiting for him to slip up. The more critical the moment, the more he needed to stay calm.
"You're pretty bold, embezzling 98,775,523.76 yuan in just five years," she said.
As soon as Ye Xiao said this, Liu Changyi's facade of composure faltered.
Although he didn't have an exact figure for the money he had embezzled over the years, he knew it was about ninety million yuan.
Ye Xiao had merely flipped through the ledger; how could she possibly have calculated down to the exact cent?
This was impossible; she must have just thrown out that number to frame him.
