It's quite normal for a man to admire beautiful women, and that's what Lin Tian believed. However, Xiao Manxuan didn't let him off the hook and whispered in his ear, "Then why were you staring at the lady boss?"
"Ah, was I?" Lin Tian wiped the sweat from his brow. A woman's intuition is terrifying; legends say that even if a woman has her back to you, she can still tell which part of her you're staring at.
"Hmm, you think I didn't see it?" the little girl hummed, and then leaned in closer, asking in a very low voice, "Do you think the lady boss is pretty? Is she prettier than me?"
That was indeed a question worth pondering. Lin Tian stroked his chin, thinking very seriously.
"The lady boss is somewhat prettier." Just as Lin Tian began to speak, the little girl indeed looked a bit self-conscious; he continued, "But Second Miss, you're still young, you still have room to grow, right?"
"Really? Anyway, my sister is prettier than me, but the prettiest is still mom."
