Office of the President on the 33rd floor.
Xie Tingting adjusted her skirt in front of the splendidly decorated office, assuring herself that she still looked gorgeous. Then, sashaying her slim waist, she proceeded to walk inside...
The receptionist, dutifully stopping her, said, "Miss, you can't go in."
Xie Tingting, who had long been led to believe by Fatty Fish that she was practically the lady boss of this company, was not pleased when a little receptionist abruptly blocked her path. She scolded the receptionist angrily, "You dare to stop me! Don't you know who I am?"
"Miss, you are...?" The receptionist really had no idea who she was.
The CEO's younger sister?
She doesn't seem the type.
The CEO's older sister?
Impossible, not with that lack of taste, right?
The receptionist thought of every possibility, but she never considered the one Xie Tingting was hoping for—'the CEO's woman.'
