"I want to get some exposure too, but I don't have anyone." Lin Qiao swiped her phone for a bit, a WeChat message popped up, and she dismissed it without even looking.
"Who messaged you? Jiang Ming'an?" Ms. Jia's eyes were brimming with curiosity; she couldn't wait to see what Lin Qiao had received.
Lin Qiao naturally noticed her gaze, "Don't overthink, it's not him. I don't like young guys."
"Young guys are so charming, Ms. Qiao! Jiang Ming'an is really handsome," the assistant's eyes were filled with envy.
Ms. Jia agreed, "Exactly, those young guys are just so... adorable... heh heh."
"Ms. Jia, don't be so inappropriate. If your husband sees you like this, then... heh heh." Lin Qiao moved her neck and then looked at the assistant, generously saying, "I'll forward the WeChat to you."
"No, no, no, I'm self-aware enough. I'm satisfied just being close to Ms. Qiao," the assistant quickly waved her hand.
