"President Qiao, is that Miss Ye?"
The moment the elevator doors opened, Li Xing caught a glimpse of someone teasing the receptionist with a devilish smile.
Miss Ye was doing exactly what he wished to do but hadn't—usually, when he joked around with the receptionist, she paid him no mind. But now, her infatuated gaze at Miss Ye was puzzling.
Qiao Si was already irritated, but seeing his little girlfriend flirt with his female employee made him even angrier.
Apparently, it wasn't just men who needed to be wary of, women did too. She really spared no one, regardless of gender.
"Miss, your lipstick color is so pretty. I wonder if it tastes good?"
Ye Xiao's finger gently touched the receptionist's lips, smudging her finger with the lipstick.
The receptionist felt her heart melting at the sight of this cute, adorable girl.
She had seen this girl on TV before, the sister of her idol, Ye Ling. In person, she was even more beautiful than on television.