"I had them help me make these, it's such a waste to throw away these tin cans, they can be used for growing flowers."
Yu Yue explained softly, her voice gentle, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.
"Boring, He Jie, what did you write in that report?"
Su Huan turned to He Jie, who was beside him.
He Jie placed the tin can he had molded aside, "It's about the career promotion issues in the Armed Corps."
Su Huan's forehead veins pulsed, "You wrote me a stack of reports just for this?"
Luckily, I backed off when I saw that pile of paper.
He Jie sat cross-legged, a grin on his face, "It's called professionalism. By the way, did you even read a single word?"
Su Huan accepted the cup Yu Yue handed him, took a sip, and it was sweet with a hint of grapefruit aroma.
"Didn't read a word."
"Should've known not to waste time; Qu Hang wrote all night for nothing yesterday."
He Jie clicked his tongue.
Su Huan hadn't read it, but Shu Wei definitely did.
