"If I don't lecture you now, the director will certainly do it later when you're late. Who would you rather be scolded by?" Huo Muchen put down his chopsticks and asked.
"...You, I suppose." Bai Nuanxi pouted, feeling as if his reasoning was a bit far-fetched, but she couldn't argue against it. She was so tired!
Huo Muchen continued his lecture, "You want to work, and I'm giving you a taste of what work really means. Isn't that a good thing? If you want to sleep in and only work when it suits you, that's only possible if you run your own company. Otherwise, how many people would let you indulge yourself like that?"
Bai Nuanxi nodded seriously; he wasn't wrong. But... she suddenly leaned over and snatched a piece of pork tenderloin from his plate. Chewing it with her mouth full, she asked, "Honey, why are you talking so much today? You're acting like a chatterbox."
Huo Muchen: "…"
