From the time she left the hotel room and got in the car, Yu Ting was constantly in the gaze of many people. Their faces were full of confusion. After thinking for a short while in the passenger seat, she took off her outerwear.
The car slowly started up.
Without that quirky attire, Yu Ting seemed to revert back to her cool self, appearing far more content.
"Hmm, Boss, is it that you don't have enough clothes? Even such a unique combination of clothing is okay?"
"Um... my husband chose it for me. He said he didn't want me to feel cold." After pondering for a while, Yu Ting gave the most reasonable response.
"Ah... I see. Your husband has quite a unique taste, pretty good."
After all, they couldn't speak ill of their boss. The assistant turned his sharp comment into a mild compliment, expressing a sentiment that completely contradicted his facial expression.
Quite good...
Yu Ting pinched the corner of her baseball jacket.
"I think so too."
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