"So exhausting."
"Busy every day until the dead of night, and then up at the crack of dawn."
"Even cooking has to be done at lightning speed."
Gong Ruini talks to Zhao Xuran on the phone every day, and of course, occasionally complains a bit.
As for the high international long-distance call fees, sorry, Gong Ruini really doesn't care.
This is Zhao Guangran's house, isn't he supposed to be the one paying the phone bill here?
Zhao Guangran came out to pour coffee, of course he didn't miss Gong Ruini's complaints, and responded sarcastically, "Gosh, my teeth are gonna ache from all the sourness."
'Hey, how can you eavesdrop,' Gong Ruini got angry. At this moment, wasn't he supposed to be holed up in the study, continuing to diligently analyze data?
How come he's out here? Something's not right, really doesn't feel right.
"Hey, are you slacking off?" Gong Ruini stared at Zhao Guangran.
