Yan Xinxin and Mo Chuxi arrived at the parking lot and got in the car.
"Chuxi, a lot has happened recently, and the company's performance has indeed been affected."
Yan Xinxin couldn't help but worry.
"About what Xiao Yiran mentioned..."
"Don't worry."
Mo Chuxi reached out and held Yan Xinxin's hand.
"Xiao Yiran, that stud, thinks about those things every day, how could he ever compare to me?"
He said, leaning over to Yan Xinxin, curling his lips as he kissed her little mouth.
"Just focus on being my little secretary, everything else, your husband has got it covered, okay?"
Seeing his extremely gentle and indulgent gaze, Yan Xinxin nodded.
"Knock knock knock!"
Just as they finished speaking, the car window was tapped.
Mo Chuxi and Yan Xinxin looked up to see Vice Dean Xiao knocking on the car window with a look of urgency.
"It seems like there's something up."
Yan Xinxin quickly rolled down the window.
