C162 Salary increase

"Are you angry now?"

Qin Yan looked up at me as she poured hot tea into her cup.

I couldn't see the meaning in Qin Yan's eyes. Half of her face was ripped off by the teacup and hands, and I couldn't see her expression, unable to determine the purpose of her question.

Only a venomous black girl like Qin Yan could guess Yu Xiaomei's intentions from my brief narration