Bai Ying's face stiffened for a moment. Then, her eyes turned red. She bit her lower lip and took a step back in panic.
"What do you mean by that?" The middle-aged woman was impatient. "It's not your place to talk about the Huo family's matters!"
Ye Beisheng was surprised. "I'm just curious. After all, Miss Bai is here to be a secretary. This is the first time I've heard that a secretary has to go home with her boss. I was asking a question. Why do you have to be so mad? Could it be that you want Miss Bai and Ninth Master to go home together so that they could do something together at night?"
"You!" The middle-aged woman held back her anger and said contemptuously, "Yingying is the ninth master's personal secretary. It's only normal for him to go home with him!"
"Don't worry, Miss Ye." Bai Ying's eyes were filled with tears. "I'm just his personal secretary. I'm only there to take care of him. Miss Ye, you shouldn't think too much about it?"
