Qin Hao looked at her delicate feet, shimmering like jade, fragrant like lotus—surely these must be the legendary "jade feet!"
Does this guy have some sort of special fetish? Why is he staring at my feet? It's embarrassing.
"You're really a freak."
With an unblushing face, Qin Hao said, "Sister, I was just looking at the injury on your ankle. It seems alright now, I'll remove the needle, and then we can head back."
Chang Jing had not expected him to be so thick-skinned; she gave him a cold look and returned to the sofa.
Qin Hao removed the needle and heard Chang Jing's stomach growl; he looked up out the window. "What time is it now?"
"It's nine in the evening," Chang Jing replied irritably.
Qin Hao: "Then let's go grab something to eat first."
After leaving the office building, Qin Hao and Chang Jing arrived at the parking lot and got into the car. Qin Hao said to Leng Xuan, "First, take Mr. Chang home, and look for a restaurant on the way; she and I will grab a bite first."
