Luo Haofeng looked at Bai Xiaoxiao with a strange expression: Xiaoxiao, aren't you jealous?
Bai Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows slightly, smiling warmly: Why should I be jealous? It takes two to tango; as long as you don't fall for someone else, it doesn't matter if ten or eight women live with you.
Besides, that person is your secretary. If you have any thoughts or feelings, can I control them?
Luo Haofeng looked at Bai Xiaoxiao's slightly raised eyebrows and couldn't help but smile softly. He freed one hand from the steering wheel and reached out to rub her head, "Xiaoxiao, besides you, I don't have the habit of living with other women."
"Really?"
Bai Xiaoxiao laughed dismissively, "I remember that President Luo was quite a playboy in the past."
Luo Haofeng's mouth twitched and he said helplessly, "That was so long ago. Xiaoxiao, surely you wouldn't still remember and hold it against me!"
"I don't dare to hold it against you."
