Qin Yiren eyed him suspiciously for a moment, then stood on tiptoe to touch his forehead. "Are you still dizzy?"
Bo Jinghang smiled and shook his head, "The doctor said the test results showed a very mild concussion, staying in the hospital for a few days was just a precaution. I'm really fine now, the check-up reports are all in the car, do you want to take a look yourself?"
"Yes!"
Qin Yiren nodded without hesitation and habitually took Bo Jinghang's hand.
She turned around to greet Lili, and under everyone's watchful eyes, opened the car door and drove off with the man of their dreams.
Watching the nearly ten-million-dollar sports car leave a dashing silhouette behind.
Colleagues gathered around Lili left at the scene, gossiping about the identity and insider details of the future wealthy lady.
"Come on, that's personal privacy. Besides, she and I are just ordinary colleagues; you ask me, who should I ask?"
