A single remark from Chen Miao left everyone stunned.
Of those present, Feng Ping was the first to speak.
She was no different from the Feng Ping Chen Miao had met in the office earlier, still just as gentle.
"What are you saying, Mr. Chen?"
Jiao Liangcai did not want the confrontation to escalate in his office, so he immediately asked Feng Ping to identify the skin.
Feng Ping walked over and soon gave him an answer.
"Director, this really is the skin I lost earlier. How did it end up here?"
Feng Ping looked at the skin in surprise as she asked.
"Chen Miao brought it back."
Without waiting for Feng Ping to thank Chen Miao, Jiao Liangcai asked directly, "Feng Ping, what have you been doing since this afternoon?"
"I've been in my office, studying dissection techniques. What's wrong?"
Feng Ping looked puzzled as she asked.
"Can anyone confirm that?"
Feng Ping looked even more confused.
"I was in my office. Do I need someone to confirm that? If you really need proof, shouldn't the Administration's surveillance footage show when I entered and left my office?"
"And what exactly happened? Does it have something to do with this skin of mine?"
Feng Ping's questions left Jiao Liangcai unsure what to say.
Had it been anyone else, Jiao Liangcai might already have had them taken away for questioning, but he could not do that to Feng Ping.
Even setting aside her seniority in the Administration and her popularity,
the Feng Family's reaction was the main concern.
Over the past six months, the Feng Family had already become exceptionally sensitive because of the Administration's distrust.
If Jiao Liangcai subjected Feng Ping to questioning, the Feng Family would certainly find out.
There was no question that they would use their influence