C62 What Brush?

Her eyes were suddenly innocent and defeated, even discouraged, her hands behind her back.

She naturally knew who Manager Zhang was when she saw how she acted. The outcome of the conversation must have been unsatisfactory.

However, he had to play dumb. He pretended to be concerned and asked, "Qingle, what's wrong?"

Pei Qingle sighed and sat on the sofa. She scratched her hair in embarrassment