"I thought you went to see Yifeng. Shouldn't you be happy instead of being in a fit of rage?" The lady dressed in black asked, abandoning what she was doing to attend to her visitor. Her appearance showed that she was the same age as the furious lady.
"I have never been insulted in my twenty-four years of existence like I did today. How could that impudent b*tch treat me, Zhao Liying, in such a downgrading manner," the lady ranted in annoyance? She still couldn't accept the exchange of words she and the Secretary had.
Wherever she went to, people always treated her with utmost respect because of her identity. Nobody dared belittle her or treat her ill-mannerly for fear of what will become of them or their family, so how dare a mere secretary to challenge her?
She just could not accept it.
"Who is this insolent b*tch you are referring to? Is it Yifeng's bratty cousin that pissed you off?" The lady asked standing up to get her guest a glass of cold water.