"What's up with him?" Secretary Han asked.
"You don't understand? He is a few years older than Madam, so he feels conscious. Or maybe Madam despises him? I don't know," said Assistant Qin. "But in the future, if he asks again, just say he looks young and fit." Assistant Qin had been taking care of the Li family for many years now, so he understood Li Yanchen a little bit.
"But he has always been very confident in himself. Age isn't a measure of a… person, right?" Secretary Han broke out in a cold sweat.
Before the two could get any further from the office door, Li Yanchen opened the door suddenly. "You two. Come back."
"What the hell?" whispered Assistant Qin. "Do you think he heard us? He seems to be in a bad mood. He won't deduct our salary, right?" Assistant Qin's heart was in his mouth.
