The corners of his lips carried a hint of amusement. "It seems Qingyu really has some remarkable talents! Even a small intern assistant has such great skills. I can only imagine how capable the others must be."
"Chairman Qin, I truly apologize. I merely learned a few self-defense moves when I was younger, and I did mention this to the chairman during my interview." Luo Qingli could only put on an apologetic expression. "I'm really sorry, I genuinely didn't mean it."
"Is that so?" Qin Lang's smile was cryptic, his sharp gaze fixed squarely on Luo Qingli. "Is that really the case?"
"Yes! That's absolutely the case." Luo Qingli guiltily lowered her head. "I honestly didn't mean it. It was purely reflex. I'm sorry, truly sorry. Let me help you reset your wrist."
Qin Lang looked at her with an ambiguous smile, raising his wrist. "Since that's the case, then go ahead and fix it for me!"
"It might hurt a little. Please bear with it."
