Half an hour later, Fan Ying came out of the boss's office, her hair disheveled, lipstick smudged, and her mouth slightly swollen.
Watching her sway away like a water snake, the secretary rolled her eyes at her back.
Just then, Han's driver came in to report the situation, but the secretary dragged him back.
The driver was confused and asked, "Isn't Mr. Han inside?"
The secretary, having known the driver for over a decade, spoke without reservation, casually saying, "You have to give Mr. Han time to pull up his pants, right?"
The driver raised his eyebrows, then also looked in the direction Fan Ying had left.
Sure enough, he saw Fan Ying sway out like a temptress.
The driver couldn't help but remark, "Getting so heavy early in the morning?"
The secretary laughed, "Miss Fan is quite skilled orally."
They exchanged glances and both stifled their laughter.
...
Fan Ying left Mr. Han's office and went to the restroom to fix her makeup.
