Until Han Lie finished eating and prepared to go to work, Gu Zicheng still hadn't woken up.
"You go ahead and get busy. When she wakes up, I'll have a talk with her."
Tang Xintian straightened Han Lie's collar, her brows and eyes showing a kind of tenderness never seen before.
For the first time, she felt nurtured, and even a slight smile had a hint of spring, gentle and loving, obedient and sweet.
Zhang Ailing's famous words, from a female perspective, are precise and insightful, giving countless male compatriots clear guidance on where to strive, a great deed indeed.
"And you?"
Han Lie replied tenderly, "It's Monday. Isn't work busy?"
"I'm a department head now, just need to submit a leave note and it won't be considered absenteeism, it's fine."
Tang Xintian was speaking and suddenly blushed, "Just right, I need a day's rest too... Why are you like a brute bull?"
"I've been very gentle with you, alright?"
