As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jin picked up another cup of stomach-warming soup and handed it to Qinghuan with a straw. He continued, "Although the braised meat is delicious, it's too oily. I can't let you eat whatever you want. If it affects balance, just eat until you're full."
Qinghuan pursed her lips unwillingly and took the soup to drink. Unexpectedly, Chen Jin snatched it away after she drank half of it. "Alright, you can't drink anymore. Water fills your stomach. You won't look good wearing clothes later."
Xia Qinghuan maintained her posture of holding the soup cup with both hands and blinked inexplicably.
The others couldn't help but purse their lips and chuckle.
Her assistant, Momo, even chimed in, "Qinghuan, Ah Jin is too concerned about you. You can't find another such wonderful manager in the entertainment circle."
Because Chen Jin was not old, everyone in Qinghuan's team called him Ah Jin.
