Qi Younian glanced at the time when he answered the phone and said helplessly, "Miss, Yuran, if you come to manage the company, you may ultimately face bankruptcy."
Yuran had already walked into the kitchen, where the milk and breakfast were being kept warm. She could just take them out and eat, but when she saw the sticky note on the milk cup, she burst into laughter, her cheeks turning a bit red.
Bo Yan: "Baby, is your birthday just three days away?"
Hearing the laughter coming from her end of the line, Qi Younian's incessant chatter was abruptly cut off, "Hey, are you even listening to me?"
She carried her plate to the dining table and sat down before replying deliberately, "That's why I've never been ambitious, and well, I don't want to manage the company. Aren't you enough?"
"You..."
