"Mm, I will." Mo Yesi tidied her hair and took a step back.
"Don't just agree." Qiao Mianmian knew this man too well. She bit her lip and hooked the platinum button on his coat. "I want Wei Zheng to keep an eye on you."
He chuckled. "No, I'll keep my promise. What's the point of getting Wei Zheng to keep an eye on me? He's my subordinate, and he gets his salary from me. Do you think he listens to you more, or me?"
Qiao Mianmian was speechless.
"So, instead of asking Wei Zheng to keep an eye on me, why don't you check on your own?"
"Of course, I have to check the shift too." Qiao Mianmian pretended to be domineering. "So, you'd better be more self-aware. Before you eat, take a video or photo of your food every day and let me see what you're eating. Take a video too before you get off work."
"Alright." Mo Yesi's eyes were full of affection.
