The security at the entrance, the staff on the first floor, and the receptionist all looked curiously at Wen Xiao'ai who was following beside Qing Yi.
Wen Xiao'ai also looked back at them with equal curiosity.
She had especially sharp hearing and could catch the whispers of those people.
When she heard most of them secretly saying how pretty she was, Wen Xiao'ai felt incredibly pleased with herself.
"What is a 'little girlfriend'? Is it like a friend?" Wen Xiao'ai asked Qing Yi.
"Ah? Little girlfriend?" Qing Yi was taken aback.
"Yes, I heard several people whispering and wondering if I was your little girlfriend."
"Cough..." Qing Yi's face took on an unnatural color, even a hint of panic.
He glanced at the employees who were huddled together and murmuring in private, giving them a warning look.
Those people immediately bowed their heads and returned to their work in an orderly manner.