Yan Luoxi was at a loss whether to cry or laugh, realizing that elderly people living alone were difficult to deal with. This personality was simply bewildering. "Dad, when I talk, you say I'm impatient. When I don't talk, you accuse me of being mute. What exactly do you want from me?"
Li Yeqi's brow slightly lifted, "Sharp-tongued!"
Yan Luoxi could only shut her mouth. Fine, she was annoying anyway, so she might as well do as she pleased. She picked up the tea on the table and took a sip; it was stomach-friendly red tea.
After having Xiangxiang, Yan Luoxi had a bout of insomnia, and since then, stopped drinking coffee and tea, especially green tea, which upset her stomach and left her uncomfortable all day.
She hadn't expected Li Yeqi's secretary to be so attentive. Looking at Li Yeqi, she found this stubborn old man had become quite endearing. "If you called me here just to scold me, then go ahead. I'm listening."
