"Why not, it's my honor to lift the President's skirt." Lin Yi also started being hypocritical, saying this kind of thing in front of Jiang Xiaorou; God knows what she's plotting in her head.
"Since it's about lifting skirts, you should squat a little lower. Standing so straight, do you want me to have a wardrobe malfunction?" Jiang Xiaorou turned her head and glanced at Lin Yi, looking at her proud demeanor, which was not at all like an assistant's. Instead, she looked more like Ms. Jiang, more like the President herself.
Yet Jiang Xiaorou was determined to put Lin Yi in her place, to make her recognize her status. No matter how special she was to Dad, Jiang Xiaorou had to make her suffer.
In the venue!