Go ahead and eat, she was starving anyway, these thoughts racing through Song Qinghuan's mind, she began digging in without reservation.
Due to the excitement, she ate unusually fast. By the time Shi Yuhuan had finished savoring his milk, she had already gobbled down all her breakfast.
Shi Yuhuan put down his newspaper, his eyes fixated on her, wolfing down the meal across from him.
Despite her rough and ready eating style, she looked rather endearing in his eyes.
This woman… she was really something.
After belching, Song Qinghuan lifted her head and eyed him with an aggrieved look, "I'm done eating. If you have something to say, spit it out!"
Shi Yuhuan puts down his cup and softly utters two words: "Work time."
Song Qinghuan barely had time to react: "What?"
"Going to work!" Shi Yuhuan repeats, putting on his coat first and walking out.
It took a while for Song Qinghuan to gather her thoughts and realize that he intended to carpool with her to work.
