An Yiqing couldn't help but burst into laughter and punched Xing Bin in the arm, clearly annoyed.
"You have the nerve to talk about others? Among the Iron Triangle, you're the most troublesome. You have a comfortable General Manager's office but insist on running to the lab every day. And that assistant, she was quite nice, why did you fire her?"
As soon as Xing Bin heard that, he hurriedly shook his head like a rattle drum.
"That girl was capable, but too delicate for my taste. I'm a rough guy, and I prefer a more straightforward girl to make my wife. Heh, Miss, my lifelong happiness is entirely in your hands now."
An Yiqing glared at him, rolling her eyes fiercely, but her eyes were full of laughter.
Suddenly, Xing Bin looked up and glanced around the conference room, sighing with emotion.
"Ah, more than half a year has flown by, Miss. I have been by your side for over half a year."
"Yes, time flies indeed!"
