Ning Xuan thought Song Yue and Song Zhan had some quite similar features, like being tall and burdening their subordinates.
And they both had sharp tongues.
Ning Xuan found it a little hard to describe her feelings. She was getting upset with picking out the meat from the crab legs and now she was even ridiculed by Song Yue.
If it weren't for the presence of these important people, she could've just put the whole thing in her mouth and chewed it up.
What's the point of peeling such thin arms and legs?
However, this was a public occasion. Even if she wanted to retort her boss, she had to give him due respect.
Ning Xuan drew a professional smile on her beautiful face: "Boss, you really hit the nail on the head, I also think it's not that good." Damn it's ugly.
"Hmm."
