"You said it yourself, I'm the boss of Qin Pharmaceutical, and you can be the boss's wife."
Upon hearing Meng Yao's words, Qin Tian immediately chuckled, thinking that this girl still didn't know his identity and was so forward that she already wanted to be the boss's wife?
"Fine, but if I find out you're not the boss of Qin Pharmaceutical, I'll castrate you! Humph!"
Meng Yao pursed her lips defiantly, then got back to the point, "I'm not going to argue anymore, anyway, all I can do now is take a gamble. If Qin's Scar Removal Ointment doesn't work, then it's just my bad luck, my hard fate."
Meng Yao spoke with her lips pouted, looking pitiful from every angle.
Seeing that Qin Tian didn't speak, Meng Yao pursed her lips slightly, her head hung a little low, and she said shyly, "So, Qin Tian, will you help me pull out the knife?"
