Yun Qiao stopped and suddenly turned around.
She returned to the little fat girl’s side in two or three steps.
She gently raised her hand and hooked the chubby little chin under the little fat girl’s veil. She smiled and said, “What if I say that I have a way?”
The little fat girl was petrified on the spot.
She was completely immobilized by Yun Qiao.
The numbness from Yun Qiao’s fingertips almost penetrated her entire body.
This handsome boss... could he really help her solve the old skin problem that even dermatologists were helpless against?
Yun Qiao completely forgot that she was still dressed as a man in order to conceal her identity.
She was wearing a smart and loose suit with her chest tied up, a short hair cover, and a high-collared shirt that covered her slender neck that did not have an Adam’s apple.
At a glance, she looked like a refined young man with red lips and white teeth.
