Su Chen's remark turned Tang Qian's pretty face beet red.
Generally, you wouldn't refer to someone's hair as "fur," except in specific places.
Like leg hair, armpit hair... and so on!
"Hooligan!"
The secretary girl couldn't help but curse out loud.
Su Chen looked innocent, "Sister Qian, how am I being a hooligan? If you don't know how many hairs the president has, how would you know whether the president has lost any hairs or not?"
"I..." Tang Qian suddenly found herself at a loss for words.
"So, Sister Qian, do you actually know, or do you not?" Su Chen continued to tease Tang Qian.
"Alright, Qian, don't bother with him. With that mouth of his, even ten of you wouldn't stand a chance," Lin Xi shook her head.
Lin Xi didn't dare boast about other aspects, but when it came to verbal sparring, she feared that not even the sum of all Yimena's employees could outmatch this guy.
This guy could talk the dead back to life, then infuriate the living to death.
