In the past, Qiao Yin was most afraid of him getting angry, but now she had started to become immune to it.
She stood up straight, lifted her pretty chin, refusing to let her momentum be erased by him: "If you hurt my wrist again, I will bite off your hand!"
Her job required her to write a lot of codes, making a wrist injury fatal for her.
Yuanshan, who had been acting as an invisible man by the side, while observing his boss's back hand continuously seeping blood, felt that Qiao Yin had changed. Previously, she would not let Lu Lingche suffer the slightest injury.
Now she was inflicting such a ferocious bite, he didn't even doubt that in the future she would really bite off Lu Lingche's hand.
The elevator quickly reached the ground floor, and Qiao Yin followed the ice-cold Lu Lingche into the underground parking garage.
Breaking the long silence, Lu Lingche finally spoke: "Yuyi wants the Shu Yao Wan formula that you have. Name your price!"
