Did she really think that a woman without any background like her could catch Xinghuang’s attention? Naive, ridiculous, keeping her around is just because she’s still useful, otherwise, I would’ve kicked her into the mud long ago. In the future, it’s best not to provoke her, otherwise, she doesn’t mind giving her a lifelong unforgettable lesson. "Miss, you’re too kind, you absolutely can’t be lenient with such people." Just looking at her is annoying. Yun Ya slightly raised her eyebrows: "Oh, so what do you think we should do?" Ah Yun was at a loss for words. What can be done, it’s not like she broke the law, thinking about it carefully, there’s really nothing much that can be done. "Doesn’t Miss know many big shots in the entertainment industry? Have them suppress Xue Chengcheng so that she can never rise to fame." Ah Yun said through gritted teeth. Yun Ya raised her eyebrows in surprise, glanced at her, as if reassessing this assistant she had chosen. Seeing Miss looking at her, Ah Yun quickly lowered her head: "Did I say something wrong?" "Oppressing others with power is never the best solution." Yun Ya said softly. Ah Yun seemed to understand, yet didn’t. She hadn’t misjudged her; this Ah Yun was bold and meticulous, with a streak of fierceness in her bones, understood when to advance or retreat, discerned right from wrong, with a little guidance, she could be entrusted with important tasks. "If I really bothered with her, wouldn’t it be letting her off easy?" Yun Ya slightly curled her lips, her disregard was the most significant blow to her enemies. Thinking of this, she looked at the screenshot of Dong Xieyou’s interview on the screen, her eyes slightly narrowed. "Boss, do you like Xue Chengcheng or Ji Yunya?" The man sat in front of the desk, posture straight, quickly flipping through the materials in his hand, his face stern, like frost spreading from an ice sculpture. Upon hearing this, his hand paused slightly, and he coldly said in an unchanged tone: "If you’re really free, I can find something for you to do." The chill in his voice made Yellow Hair shiver uncontrollably. "Hehe, well, it’s just that there’s such a fuss online, I was just joking, you know, although Xue Chengcheng isn’t bad, compared to Miss Ji, she really falls short, the netizens aren’t blind..." Yan Song’s gaze coldly swept over, Yellow Hair chuckled nervously, "Just pretend I farted..." Before those words could land, Yan Song’s penholder was already thrown his way, and Yellow Hair dodged swiftly, escaping as if fleeing for his life. He was quite sure that the boss’s mysterious girlfriend was that very Famous Socialite Ji Yunya. No wonder he didn’t care for Yan He, Yan He couldn’t even compare to Miss Ji. If he were a guy, unless he was blind, he wouldn’t go for Yan He, although Yan He did look okay... He touched his chin in thought, Yan He approached from the opposite direction, her eyes rolled mischievously, and he sauntered up to block her path. Yan He glanced at him with disdain: "Good dogs don’t block the road, please step aside." "Is this how you treat your lifesaver? It really breaks my heart, sis." Yellow Hair clutched his chest, pretending to be on the verge of tears, an eyesore beyond words. Though Yellow Hair had indeed saved her life multiple times, she had a natural aversion to him, especially with his jesting demeanor, Yan He wished she could slap his face with the sole of her shoe. "I have important information to report to the captain, please move aside." Yan He took a deep breath, controlling her emotions. Yellow Hair raised an eyebrow, suddenly leaning closer to her, Yan He swiftly stepped back, her brows furrowing tightly. "You better not disturb the boss now, otherwise he’ll turn on you." "Crazy." Yan He pushed him away, cursing as she prepared to leave. "Seriously, I’m not joking, the boss is on a call with his girlfriend, are you sure you want to go in now and be a third wheel?" Yan He paused, hands clenched tightly, teeth biting hard. Content originally comes from Novᴇl_Fire(.)net Yellow Hair shuffled to her side, seeing Yan He’s face turn pale, sheepishly touched his nose, feeling a bit sorry, "I’m just giving you good advice, the boss’s girlfriend isn’t someone you can fairly compete with, you should turn back while you can...." Yan He gritted her teeth, glaring fiercely at Yellow Hair, eyes tough yet fierce, trying not to blink, but tears instantly welled up and rolled down her cheeks. Yellow Hair panicked: "Hey... don’t cry...." Yan He wiped her tears, turned away, and dashed off, vanishing from Yellow Hair’s sight at once. Yellow Hair scratched his head, what he said wasn’t wrong, women truly are trouble, crying at the slightest provocation. Yan Song looked at the chaotic news on his phone screen, each one related to Ji Yunya, finished reading quietly, and placed his phone aside. From the pocket of his military uniform, he pulled out a lock of cut hair, rubbing it gently in his palm.