"Thank you, I'll transfer the cost of breakfast to you..."
Ji Yao lifted her hand with effort to touch the tip of her nose, which left her body aching from last night.
Xu Ye laughed silently to himself, as if he had heard some kind of joke.
"Do you really think that the cost of breakfast is not worth me personally going to buy it for you? You might as well pay me for my labor."
His humorous and witty remark immediately dissipated the awkward atmosphere between them.
Although Ji Yao had collaborated with Xu Ye before, to be honest, the two weren't very familiar with each other, even the last time they attended a banquet was to repay a favor to Xu Ye.
Xu Ye naturally walked over to Ji Yao's side, opened the bowl of lean meat porridge for her, which was steaming hot when he bought it, but had cooled down a bit by then, yet was sure to be just the right temperature.
