Hearing Ling Chen's abrupt question, Leng Feifei's pretty face blushed slightly, and she said irritably, "I'm still young, why would I need a boyfriend?"
"Hey! That's not how it should be said. I know you're an independent woman, but eventually, you need a man to lean on." Ling Chen paused, then smiled and said, "I mean no offense. I'm just casually asking. You're such a beautiful woman, isn't there anyone in the company pursuing you?"
"Don't mention those pursuers, they're like flies buzzing around me all day. It's driving me crazy."
"There's nothing you can do, you're too outstanding. Moreover, don't you know how many people want to be the center of attention like you are, and yet you disdain it."
Leng Feifei asked irritably, "Are all you men so superficial, only caring about appearances?"
