"Sure, sure."
Anning wrapped her fists in a playful gesture towards Feng Na, then smiled and asked her, "If I told you that this handsome guy and I have been exchanging flirtatious glances, secretly meeting, and have developed feelings for each other, would you believe it?"
Feng Na scoffed, "You must be joking. You should know, I was brought up entirely by Mr. Yun. After you took over Mrs. Yun's position, I've been loyally attending to you. I know your daily routine—what time you wake up and go to bed, how much you eat at a meal, how many sips of water you take, and even how many times you fart. If you'd secretly taken up with such a handsome guy, I wouldn't be unaware."
Anning quickly waved her hand, "Watch your language, no need for the fart talk in front of the handsome guy."
"Alright, won't talk about it. So where are we headed now?"
Feng Na took out a schedule, "This afternoon, your original plan was..."
