Xu Qinghuan's gaze swept over the man, with his steadfast profile, prominent Adam's apple, and sleeves that looked like they could drift away with the wind at any moment.
Xu Qinghuan felt a bit embarrassed and awkwardly touched her nose. Wasn't it her who tore this boss's sleeve?
She remembered that while on the bus, not only did she tear his sleeve, but she also touched his abs, which were well-defined and warm, leaving a lasting impression on her palm even now.
Suddenly, it felt like her palm was burning.
This reflex arc is a bit too long.
But what was destined to come, came.
Her intention was to find an opportunity to light a cigarette for the boss, she really hadn't meant to take advantage of him, nor to harm him.
Being the boss's little brother, it seems she wasn't cut out for that!
Can she now salvage her image in the boss's eyes, so he doesn't hold a grudge against her, is it still possible?
As Xu Qinghuan thought about it, she also acted on it.
