Xiao Lin felt quite uncomfortable being stared at and frowned. Such a handsome and wealthy man was indeed rare, while the woman standing beside him, although looking beautiful, still showed traces of age to another woman's eye—a case of an old cow eating young grass.
"Do you have a problem?" Picking up on the disdain from the young girl, Xiao Lin's expression darkened. He naturally placed a hand on Dan Qing's waist, pulling her closer in a display of intimacy.
"Oh, oh, oh, no problem." The young girl realized her faux pas from Xiao Lin's obvious anger. After quickly finishing the paperwork, her eyes lingered on the retreating figure, thinking that she wasn't any worse than that older woman and fantasizing that she might be able to replace her.
Dan Qing laughed softly at Xiao Lin's childish behavior. "She's just a kid, why take it so seriously?"
