"Hehe..."
Xiao Qiu's face stiffened from Xie Baola's playful tone.
She stiffened her neck and retorted, "So what?"
Was she the only one allowed to like the boss?
She had worked under the boss for so long, she understood him even better than Baola!
Xie Baola pursed her lips, a faint smile spreading across her face, her expression lazy, "That's useless, because..."
Xie Baola drew out her words, "Chen Jiayan is mine."
Her tone was ambiguous, yet there was a forcefulness as if she was nailing the point home.
She boldly declared her sovereignty.
Xiao Qiu couldn't help but laugh.
Why was she so sure?
Xiao Qiu said amusingly, "The boss doesn't belong to anyone; he is his own person, and chasing after the boss like that is useless."
She would just end up disappearing from their company like that woman before!
Xie Baola curved her red lips and asked meaningfully, "Oh? Is that so?"
She tilted her head, looking at the man who had just entered through the door.
