Qin Yue looked at the answer Chen Cang had sent with satisfaction and stuffed her phone into her pocket!
She sneered: "Hmph, hmph, hmph!"
Men, foolish—they don't know who's getting the better end of the deal!
At this thought, Qin Yue happily touched her own little cheek, took a look in the mirror, and thought, yes, her complexion was rosy and lustrous.
Not bad at all!
After jotting down Chen Cang's answer, Qin Yue, unruffled, stood up and headed toward the office.
By then, the office was already buzzing with discussion.
After all, the series of deductions that Qin Yue had just made had deeply impressed them.
It wasn't just them; even Zhuang Yueming was savoring Qin Yue's words, the more he thought about it, the more sense it made.
