"What's with all the fuss and commotion!"
The originally annoyed Gu Qixiao, frustrated by work matters, was startled out of his thoughts by Assistant Li's sudden exclamation.
The proposal he'd just pieced together vanished from his mind in an instant.
In that moment, his calm demeanor shifted from cloudy to stormy, and the air inside the car seemed to drop a few degrees.
"B-boss..."
Gu Qixiao's stern reply left Assistant Li at a loss for words, stammering without forming a coherent sentence.
"If there's something to say, just say it quickly."
On the side, Song Xuan watched Gu Qixiao's angry expression but didn't feel any fear.
In fact, to her, even an angry Gu Qixiao was breathtakingly handsome.
"We've found a solution to fix Miss Song's face. After nearly half a month of investigation, it turns out that Professor Song Mei from Tsing University Medical College—the leading expert on facial reconstruction—is the most authoritative cosmetic surgeon in the country."
