Qiao Yin couldn't help but laugh. It was this Lu Lingche that made her feel familiar; this was the real him.
"Then I'll look forward to the good news from President Lu. President Lu, you have to hurry up. Half of your corporation's staff have already had their check-ups at Lan's Hospital. If you delay further, everyone might finish their check-ups, and your corporation's loss will be huge. After all, our hospital's check-ups are so cheap, aren't they?"
Lu Lingche looked at her; there was a slyness in her smile and a bit of coquettishness in her voice that almost melted his heart.
Her cheeks were originally a bit purple and had five scratch marks, but by nighttime, those marks had faded significantly. After soaking in the hot spring, even the swelling on her cheeks had disappeared.
Her face had returned to its original state, fair with a hint of red and delicate to the touch.