"You're right." Front desk receptionist B nodded and agreed. "Such a pity."
"What's there to pity?" Front desk receptionist C said. "Ye Xingling was never worthy of our male god Pei." Although Pei Ziheng was a serious and prominent person and was also known for his iron fist when settling business, these ordinary female receptionists had never experienced his cruel and ruthless side. Thus, they were attracted to his power and status and regarded him as one of the three male boss gods in the world.
"I wonder which girl is blessed in the future to marry such a rich, handsome, and considerate husband." Front desk receptionist A sighed.
"In any case, it won't be Ye Xingling." Front desk receptionist C said. "If he were to marry, he would be marrying someone famous or of equally prominent status. This is called marriage between families of equal social rank. Please, who does she think she is?"
