"Thank you."
Qiao Qiao said and then looked down to grab a yogurt.
Qin Shaonan sat there, feeling her hair sweep against his arm. He glanced down, his gaze falling on his slightly itchy arm.
Qiao Qiao looked up, eating a slice of bread. After not hearing anything for a while, she looked at Qin Shaonan and saw his ice-cold eyes staring at her unblinkingly. She smiled, "Why aren't you eating? Is it that bad?"
Qin Shaonan didn't say anything and started eating the toast.
It really isn't that good!
It's been years since I've had such a bad breakfast; let's just treat it as an experience.
Realizing his own thoughts, he suddenly felt like he was being a bit masochistic!
He looked back at Qiao Qiao, his eyes even colder than before.
Qiao Qiao, "..."
Those eyes were like ice picks, as if they could pierce through flesh and blood.
Qin Shaonan stared for a while longer before looking away.
Qiao Qiao sat there, eating and asking, "Mr. Qin, do I need to take a leave at the company?"
