"It's okay. If you don't want to eat the snacks because I bought them, just throw them in the garbage bin," Huo Siqian said, feeling a bit sour in his heart.
He had to accept the fact that Huo Mian wasn't about to accept anything from him, no matter if it was facial masks or food.
Seeing that she didn't want to speak, Huo Siqian stood up and slipped on his deerskin gloves.
"Alright, I don't want to take up more of your precious time, Great Doctor… Oh, wait, Vice Director… Since you are busy, I won't bother you anymore. Look after your own health. Otherwise, if you exhaust yourself to death, Qin Chu will marry a younger woman… and she'll spend your money, live in your house, and sleep with your husband… and she'll hit your kids..." Huo Siqian teased.
There was finally a trace of a smile on Huo Mian's face.
"Impossible. Not even I can control my kids," she replied.
