Lin Yuhan looked up from a pile of documents and reports, then put down her pen, glanced at Qin Hao, and said with a gentle smile, "No problem at all, I enjoy this kind of fulfilling life."
As she spoke, she reached for the breakfast that Qin Hao had brought, first opening the cup and taking a large sip of hot soy milk. It wasn't too hot or too cold, just the right temperature.
As she swallowed it, a sense of warmth spread in her heart.
"Thank you for the breakfast, your performance at work today was excellent, keep it up. I'm still busy, so you should hurry and get busy with your own work too."
Seeing that Lin Yuhan looked quite well, Qin Hao didn't say much more. Everyone has their own lifestyle that they prefer.
Lin Yuhan is a very career-focused girl, and naturally, he wouldn't interfere with her life. After all, Qin Hao also didn't want the women around him to be mere vases, purely ornamental and of no real use.
