Su Yingxue shot a glance at the young assistant and then shifted her gaze back onto Zuo Yuqing, speaking slowly, "What's the rush? Am I not just chatting with our dear Yuqing about life? Is that not allowed? Yuqing hasn't even spoken yet, what's it to you? Do you even have a say here?"
Her tone was full of mockery, speaking without any courtesy, seemingly ridiculing the assistant's ignorance, and the astute could even detect a jab at Zuo Yuqing's poor management of her subordinates.
Especially when she looked at Zuo Yuqing, there was a sneer of disdain already tinting her gaze.
"You..." The young assistant, naive to the ways of the world, didn't know how to retort, and her face turned a bit red.
