Who's the pretty auntie?
Mu Jingxi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why do you ask?"
Ever since Qiao An got jealous over the secretary from the secretary's office, he had instructed the HR department to prioritize hiring male secretaries.
Now, the majority of the secretary's office was made up of male secretaries.
Even if there were female secretaries, they wouldn't often come into contact with him.
Little Nuomi turned her head, extended her little paw, and patted Qiao An's shoulder in an old-fashioned manner, "Dad's not on a business trip with a pretty auntie, don't be mad, mom."
Mu Jingxi: "..."
Qiao An: "..."
Was it that obvious?
Even Little Nuomi could tell?
Jiang Xun held back his laughter, his shoulders shaking slightly, making it very obvious.
Qiao An shot him a cold glance and asked coolly, "Jiang Xun, do you find this funny?"
"No, madam, it's not funny at all."
"Then why are you shaking?"
"I... I'm having a cramp."
