"Moran, you're busy, I'll go out first."
Qiao Xiya didn't linger long in Yin Moran's office, smiling as she left the office.
As soon as she stepped out the door, the smile on her face abruptly vanished.
Taking out her phone, she dialed a number she had looked up.
"Auntie, it's Ya. Are you at home this afternoon? It's the change of seasons just now, and I was thinking about your skin being prone to allergies, so I specifically asked the brand I endorse to provide me with a couple sets of anti-allergy skincare essence. I'll bring it over to you shortly... All right, Auntie, see you later."
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Xiya put it back in her bag, her red lips curling coldly.
The Yin Family was indeed a major clan.
Yin Moran shouldered the huge mission and responsibilities of the family.
She didn't believe that Yin Moran's mother would agree to him marrying a woman with no background as the Yin Family's mistress!
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