Chu Jiaming had already come out, so of course they didn't dare to speak.
But their hatred deepened, perceiving from Chu Jiaming's words how he was protecting Dongfang Ling.
Why? Because her face was prettier?
"Get up, all of you, and leave immediately, or else, I won't let you ever set foot in this city again," he warned.
The women trembled all over, truly frightened, and left supporting each other.
Dongfang Ling looked at him curiously, "It seems you know a lot. I've been clueless all this time. Which department do you work for exactly?"
"The President's Office."
Dongfang Ling was surprised, "So, you're the president's assistant? No wonder they were about to call you some kind of 'boss' just now. You really are impressive."
Chu Jiaming looked at her helplessly, "Well, you could say I'm somewhat impressive."
"How can you only claim to be somewhat so? You don't look much older than me. Look at me, I'm just muddling through at the reception desk."
