"Yeah." Lin Jiao picked up the spoon and scooped the soup, savoring the fragrance of the chicken.
She praised, "The soup is good."
Qu Shao was still in a daze.
He placed his hands on the railing at the end of the bed and asked with uncertainty, "Can I change the way I address you?"
"How do you want to address me?"
"Lady Boss?"
"Isn't this how you always address me?" The more Lin Jiao looked at him, the more confused she was.
Qu Shao was dumbfounded.
After Pei Zhi finished washing up, he quickly pulled him to the balcony. "Boss, there's something wrong with Miss Lin's head!"
"Her memory is just all jumbled up."
"How did it happen?"
"Ask Shen Yi." Pei Zhi did not have time to explain.
Before turning around, he reminded, "Be careful with what you say and do in front of her. She is unstable."
"Alright." Qu Shao nodded.
