C13 Woman You Are Playing Hard to Get!(4)

Yeh Yiming's face was twisted in anger, practically steaming from the top of his head. His mouth twitched uncontrollably as he gritted his teeth and muttered, "That awful woman, she'd better hope I don't find her..."

"Good thing I ran fast. All those short sprints in school really paid off," Qiao Youyou panted to herself after escaping, trying to catch her breath.

Then she thought, "Wait, why did I run? I didn't say anything wrong. He might look decent, but his words are far from it. His tongue is sharper than Qiao Yuhao's. He deserves it..."

After wandering around for a while, unsure of which floor she was on, she felt confident the man had left. She got back into the elevator and, without any interruptions this time, went straight to the top floor—the 36th. "Phew..." she sighed deeply, straightening her posture as she headed toward the CEO's office.

However, before she reached the office door, a woman dressed provocatively approached her. "Are you the new Secretary Qiao?" The woman's tone wasn't outright rude, but her eyes were full of disdain.

"Yes," Qiao Youyou replied curtly, her gaze sweeping over the woman. While the woman had a decent figure, was it really necessary to dress so revealingly? Her low-cut top and short skirt barely covered anything, and the overwhelming perfume was enough to make Youyou feel nauseous.

The woman, with an air of superiority, said, "Follow me." Without even introducing herself, she led her to the secretary's office and pointed to a spot. "You'll be sitting here from now on."

"Okay."

The woman cast another disdainful glance at her before turning to walk to her own desk, muttering, "The HR manager must need an eye exam, hiring an old hag like her..."

Qiao Youyou, with her keen hearing, caught the muttering and felt a surge of anger, tempted to confront the woman and teach her some manners. But she reconsidered, realizing it wasn't wise to make enemies on her first day. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her irritation.

Just as Qiao Youyou was about to sit down, the elevator doors opened with a ding. The woman across from her quickly stood up, then nervously sat back down upon seeing who it was. She instructed urgently, "That's Miss Xue Jiamin. Go stop her quickly; you can't let her barge in. The boss might not want to see her."

Qiao Youyou frowned slightly, puzzled. "Why? You haven't even asked the boss. How do you know he doesn't want to see her?"

"She's here to flirt with the boss, and he's not too fond of her," the woman explained hastily, urging her again, "Hurry and stop her!"

Qiao Youyou had more questions, but she was worried about taking up too much time. If Miss Xue Jiamin barged into the office and the boss got upset, her job might be on the line. With that thought, she quickly stood up and approached. When she saw the woman, she couldn't help but admire her silently. The woman was stunning, with captivating eyes and a burgundy spaghetti-strap dress that made her fair skin look even more porcelain-like.

The low-cut, form-fitting dress hugged her curvaceous figure, and as she walked over, a subtle scent of perfume lingered in the air. The movement made her chest seem almost like a rolling wave, and even as a woman, Qiao Youyou found herself a bit mesmerized.