"Done with the discussion?" Luo Qianqian asked as she watched He Wenyu come back in high spirits, raising her eyebrows while holding a cup of bubble tea that's supposedly traveled three times around the earth. She sat leisurely on a deck chair, looking completely relaxed, a stark contrast to the busy people in the courtyard.
"I really admire Second Uncle now." He Wenyu sat wearily on the chair next to Luo Qianqian's, collapsing immediately, not in the mood to say a word.
Luo Qianqian looked curious, "What's up? Feeling mentally exhausted?"
"You're the one with mental exhaustion." He Wenyu casually took off her shoes, then sat up and grabbed the bubble tea from Luo Qianqian, taking a few big gulps before handing the empty cup back to her. She lay back down, contentedly rubbing her stomach, "I just feel like there's so much to worry about in business. From site selection and renovations to supply channels, and down to each penny spent..."
