After knowing that the woman in the middle of the front row was An Xiaohui's boss, many villagers looked in Xiao Lingyu's direction as if they were looking at a rare animal. They were even discussing it among themselves.
"An Xiaohui's boss is really a girl. She's really beautiful," a villager exclaimed. "She doesn't look very old. She looks about the same age as Xiaohui, right?"
"She looks very young. She should be about the same age as Xiaohui."
"A female boss of a company worth tens of billions. She's about the same age as An Xiaohui. She's even more promising than Xiaohui," an older villager exclaimed, "With tens of billions of yuan, even if she doesn't do anything, she can enjoy it for several lifetimes."
An Xiaohui's current appearance made the villagers envious, not to mention Xiao Lingyu, who was worth tens of billions of yuan.
