"Are you trying to pick me up?"
"Of course not, I want you to be my secretary."
"The kind who works when there's work and gets busy when there's nothing to do?"
"Ahem, I just think that you're a rare talent, and I simply appreciate that. After all, with your status, if you don't find a way out, you might just drop dead any time."
"With this face, this figure, these killer assets, do you think I'm worth just a measly Lord's Heart?"
Number Two puffed out her chest and lifted her head, parading her graceful figure in front of Zi Liyuan, while a flicker of amused cunning gleamed in her eyes.
"A Lord's Heart isn't enough? Can you compare your looks with Xiao Yurou's? At best, your figure just barely makes the cut."
Zi Liyuan unceremoniously pulled the dumbfounded Shen Yurou over, pinched her cheek disdainfully, and looked at Number Two.
Shen Yurou's cheeks flushed instantly, and she wished she could chop up the bastard's paw!
