"What exactly are you trying to say?" Fu Rong's impatience was palpable.
"I'm just suggesting you should change your male secretary. At least he won't come with all these messy romantic entanglements. She knows too much, and what if she lets something slip accidentally?" Sun Yi pressed on, finally saying everything she'd been holding back.
"I thought I'd already made clear your position." What to manage and what not to manage—she should be fully aware of these boundaries.
Fu Rong liked women who understood their limits, like Ye Ranran. She had a strong grasp of personal boundaries, her only flaw being her rigid stubbornness.
But he still liked her.
Once this matter was resolved, he'd throw Sun Yi aside. He wasn't young anymore; it was truly time to settle down.
"I'm just giving you a suggestion, why are you getting angry? Besides, I think what I'm saying makes perfect sense." Sun Yi said, aggrieved.
